<?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-3351518427174761051</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:13:39.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluegrass Buckeye Baby Boy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7597361888833980842</id><published>2011-08-07T22:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:29:40.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYzO66uYV-I/Tj9IcXnQbfI/AAAAAAAAANY/vJDfWxXSWEk/s1600/silly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYzO66uYV-I/Tj9IcXnQbfI/AAAAAAAAANY/vJDfWxXSWEk/s320/silly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638304910703357426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     My Silly Stinker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0_eNQ_s92Q/Tj9HvwqwSpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/y6jtp2xxpbU/s1600/11%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0_eNQ_s92Q/Tj9HvwqwSpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/y6jtp2xxpbU/s320/11%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638304144334801554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                               Weight: 18 lbs. 6 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Well I can't believe my little stinker almost a year old.  Three more weeks!  He's moving and grooving all the time.  One of his favorite things to do is dance.  In fact, during dinner he'll start his dancing to let us know he wants music played while we eat.  It's so cute and funny.  And I love the fact that Drew loves music.  He can regularly say "Tyson", and calls every dog he sees Tyson.  He's said "Trevor" and "What's that?"  Still no "mommy" or "daddy" or "Starr." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He still has trouble in the weight department.  I try to give him fattening things like pizza and french fries and he spits them out.  He will eat green beans and peas like there's no tomorrow.  He'll eat bread, and just about any type of fruit I give him.  I think the one food he'll eat that's "bad for you" are cheesy poofs.  I'm going to start doing some whole milk this week just to see what he does and hopefully he'll take to it really easily and can start gaining more weight.  Sometimes he'll eat rice and tortilla.  I guess I just don't know what else to do and when do I start, or can I since Drew has a weight problem, putting something on his tray and he has to eat that and if he doesn't then it'll be there later.  I love that he's a healthy eater, don't get me wrong, but I just worry about his weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7597361888833980842?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7597361888833980842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/08/11-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7597361888833980842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7597361888833980842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/08/11-months.html' title='11 months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYzO66uYV-I/Tj9IcXnQbfI/AAAAAAAAANY/vJDfWxXSWEk/s72-c/silly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-629187256185374551</id><published>2011-07-19T16:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:12:17.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3p5lWFdbOM/TiXy-B8AzJI/AAAAAAAAANI/Z0zrxFg1heY/s1600/smiles%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3p5lWFdbOM/TiXy-B8AzJI/AAAAAAAAANI/Z0zrxFg1heY/s320/smiles%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631174056582630546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBw588-M_rc/TiXv0yJBOlI/AAAAAAAAANA/tJcBDdTzb4E/s1600/10%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBw588-M_rc/TiXv0yJBOlI/AAAAAAAAANA/tJcBDdTzb4E/s320/10%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631170599188511314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Weight: 18 lbs. 2oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I'm late again posting his monthly update.  Oh well better late than never.  Drew and I have had a fun and interesting summer.  We've learned a lot about each other and I've leaned things about myself.  One big thing I've learned is that I am not stay at home mom material.  I hate to say this but it's true.  I've enjoyed being at home with Drew for the summer, but I've very thankful I have a job to go to everyday and an amazing babysitter who takes care of my sweet boy.  Maybe it's just tough this summer.  I think next summer will be easier.  With Drew taking two naps a day still it limits the times we can do things and his naps are the complete opposite of our friend's naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Drew is walking everywhere.  It was amazing to see him so wobbly at first and within a few days he was off on the go.  He knows that he can still get some places faster by crawling, but for the most part, he walks everywhere.  He is still quite the lover and loves to hug us and the puppies.  His new thing now is to walk backwards to where ever I'm sitting and sit on my lap even if only for a few seconds.  I love hearing his little laugh when we play or when the dogs do something he thinks is funny (like sneezing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Weight wise, we're still in the 5th percentile, but at least he's gaining weight each month.  We've taken out baby food for breakfast and have yogurt with a waffle, banana, or cheerios.  Lunch is still baby food, and for dinner he usually eats macaroni and cheese, with a vegetable.  He wants to eat all his vegetables first before anything else.  And I question if he's truly my kid every night because the kid LOVES peas.  He would probably eat peas all day if I let him.  But he'll also eat carrots, and green beans too.  We've tried tomatoes a few times and it's touch a go.  Sometimes he'll chew and swallow the tomato and other times he'll chew it then spit it out.  I've tried pizza and spaghetti and those aren't winners yet.  Both of those are tomato based so maybe he really doesn't like tomatoes.  Mike gave him a little bit of meat from our spaghetti sauce and that didn't go over to well either.  We'll get there though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-629187256185374551?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/629187256185374551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/07/10-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/629187256185374551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/629187256185374551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/07/10-months.html' title='10 months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3p5lWFdbOM/TiXy-B8AzJI/AAAAAAAAANI/Z0zrxFg1heY/s72-c/smiles%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2384323730986007526</id><published>2011-06-16T21:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:08:04.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnWu6GI0tjQ/TfqzRcpoWkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hwgfHPom5jk/s1600/9%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnWu6GI0tjQ/TfqzRcpoWkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hwgfHPom5jk/s320/9%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619000597428066882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Height: 28 and a half inches (60th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Weight: 16 lbs. 10 oz. (5th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, I can't believe it but baby Drew is almost 10 months old now.  I'm a little late on posting his 9 month update.  He amazes me every day and I'm super excited to get to spend the summer with him.  I'd like to hopefully take him to the aquarium or zoo as well sometime before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When we went to the doctor, he wasn't very happy with Drew's weight.  He's below the 5th percentile for his age.  I promise we feed him.  He's actually eating a lot lately.  We have to go back in a couple weeks to do another weight check.  He's still eating baby food for breakfast and lunch.  He takes a bottle at breakfast, snack, and bedtime.  And a sippy at lunch and dinner.  Hopefully we'll start seeing results in the next month or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He is crawling every where and pulling up on everything.  He can walk almost the length of our living room which is probably about 12-15 steps for him.  It's scary and exciting all at the same time.  He loves trying to get Tyson and Starr, and for the most part they let him.  I'm really working on how we pet the puppies and not hit them.  Drew has done really well so far with understanding "No."  He doesn't listen every single time, but for the most part if we say no to something, he'll move away from whatever he's not supposed to be doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He loves being outside.  I try to take him outside to play or for a walk every day.  When I go to let the dogs in, he'll cry once he realizes we're not going outside.  I knew I'd end up having a kid who loved the outdoors because I hate them so much.  Especially in the summer.  I'd so much rather be in air conditioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-2384323730986007526?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2384323730986007526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/06/9-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2384323730986007526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2384323730986007526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/06/9-months.html' title='9 months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnWu6GI0tjQ/TfqzRcpoWkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hwgfHPom5jk/s72-c/9%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5600283407137499427</id><published>2011-05-02T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:59:29.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUayfsOLQ4Y/Tb9eH6ITEqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6DGGzRr6JwQ/s1600/8%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUayfsOLQ4Y/Tb9eH6ITEqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6DGGzRr6JwQ/s320/8%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602299951428342434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                                                            8 months old (16.02 lbs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well baby Drew has been up to a lot since the last post.  He's crawling like a maniac and keeping up with all the other kids at the babysitter's.  He's also gone from crawling to sitting up in the same motion.  It's amazing how they just know how to do it one day out of no where.  Drew has also decided it was time to start pulling himself up into a standing position while grabbing onto things.  We're in trouble in the Thomas household! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One bad thing that has happened so far in our 8th month is the first ear infection and prescription medicine.  He's been a bit pitiful.  I hate hearing his hoarse cough in the middle of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Once his sickness is over, I'd like to start giving more real food for him to try like real green beans and cooked carrots.  If you have had success with a type of food for your baby's first, I'm taking any and all suggestions.  I get a little nervous as to where I should start.  We're still working on the sippy cup.  He doesn't get a whole lot of liquid from it yet, but I'm continuing to give it to him everyday in hopes that one day he'll really grasp on to it and drink what he's supposed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm very excited for these next two weeks to pass by because my dad is coming home from Afghanistan and he'll be meeting Drew for the first time in person!  Be prepared for pictures of the two of them together at last.  I expect a few tears to be shed as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5600283407137499427?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5600283407137499427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5600283407137499427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5600283407137499427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/05/8-months.html' title='8 Months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUayfsOLQ4Y/Tb9eH6ITEqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6DGGzRr6JwQ/s72-c/8%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8957124467553250887</id><published>2011-04-02T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T08:37:12.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zatg7HJW_40/TZcVjfnA5II/AAAAAAAAAMk/0gN5PfEDy-A/s1600/7%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zatg7HJW_40/TZcVjfnA5II/AAAAAAAAAMk/0gN5PfEDy-A/s320/7%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590961161928500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Can you believe my little guy is 7 months old already?  He's learning and growing so much every day.  We're "talking" more with la, la, la's, and ba, ba, ba's.  He continues to love to stand up.  He can now get into the crawling position by himself, start rocking, and then he goes belly flat.  I have a feeling he may really start crawling this week.  And I bet it'll be on one of the days that both Mike and I will be on our little vacation.  We've been using a sippy cup at dinner and it's still going so so.  He definitely prefers a bottle.  He's doing really well with his rice rusk crackers.  Drew has to go back to the doctor this week to get a weight check.  I hope he's gained what he's supposed to, otherwise I'm not sure what the doctor will want to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-8957124467553250887?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8957124467553250887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8957124467553250887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8957124467553250887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-months.html' title='7 Months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zatg7HJW_40/TZcVjfnA5II/AAAAAAAAAMk/0gN5PfEDy-A/s72-c/7%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-287133724700063184</id><published>2011-03-04T22:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:21:04.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfZe1IbdjFw/TXGrnedWWUI/AAAAAAAAAMU/8A2dWvAsoZo/s1600/6%2Bmonths%2Bcheck%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfZe1IbdjFw/TXGrnedWWUI/AAAAAAAAAMU/8A2dWvAsoZo/s320/6%2Bmonths%2Bcheck%2Bup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580430107968166210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob5nuVIijPQ/TXGoMdylulI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8-vQcV_lKLc/s1600/6%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob5nuVIijPQ/TXGoMdylulI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8-vQcV_lKLc/s320/6%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580426345397467730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Weight: 14 lbs. 11 oz. (10th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Height: 27 inches  (70th percentile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I can't believe it, but the big man is actually 6 months old!!  He did a great job at his check up.  Got 3 shots.  Cried for about 30 seconds and then he was done.  the doctor said he's meeting all his milestones.  Drew can sit up on his own, grasp things, move objects from hand to hand, hold his head up, and make simple "La, la, la" sounds.  The doctor wasn't so thrilled about Drew's weight.  He's at/or below the 10th percentile.  We have to go back in a month to get weight again.  The doctor said he's eating great when I told him how many ounces/bottles he has a day, as well as cereal and baby food.  He did suggest using formula to mix the cereal instead of just water.  So we'll see if that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He's talking more and more and also loves screaming.  I can tell he wants to move so bad, but can't quite seem to get the hang of having his head, shoulders, and butt in the air at the same time.  Once we put the butt up, the head goes down.  It's a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We've tried all the fruits and vegetables for stage 1 foods and Drew ate every single one.  He did not like peaches.  He LOVES apples and pears.  I'm excited to start trying stage 2 foods with him as well as trying the sippy cup in the next month.  We'll see how it goes.  We've also had our first tooth pop through!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Drew is sleeping great through the night.  Now the past 3 mornings he's been waking up between 5:30 and 6:30.  One morning I was able to get him to go back to sleep, the other 2, not so much.  Not sure why he's waking up so early.  Usually he'll sleep till at least 7 or 7:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ending on a positive note...my brother is coming home from Iraq in about a week, and I should see him within the month.  I'm also very excited that he gets to see Drew because the last time Cody saw him was the day Drew was born when Cody just happened to be home for his R &amp;amp; R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhglHTQmG5U/TXGrxilKF6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/J_Hny_gB_Rs/s1600/mommyanddrew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhglHTQmG5U/TXGrxilKF6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/J_Hny_gB_Rs/s320/mommyanddrew2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580430280873351074" 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/3351518427174761051-287133724700063184?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/287133724700063184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-months.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/287133724700063184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/287133724700063184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfZe1IbdjFw/TXGrnedWWUI/AAAAAAAAAMU/8A2dWvAsoZo/s72-c/6%2Bmonths%2Bcheck%2Bup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8412364730677778398</id><published>2011-01-31T21:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:39:05.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TUdwiG-yzsI/AAAAAAAAALw/BjnB8LMJjuY/s1600/5%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TUdwiG-yzsI/AAAAAAAAALw/BjnB8LMJjuY/s320/5%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568543195558760130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, I can't believe it, but the big man is 5 months old.  Crazy how time flies.  Some exciting this that Drew has been doing are eating rice cereal.  He's done a great job with it.  He eats it during lunch and dinner.  We started only eating it at dinner for a couple weeks and then added it to his lunch menu.  He eats it like a pro.  And even got upset with Krisi (babysitter) today when she wasn't quick enough.  He's also staying up a little longer after feedings.  As long as he has the boppy around him he's getting really good at sitting up by himself and playing with toys.  Before I know it, he'll be crawling around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We also tried baby food for the first time tonight.  We started with carrots and Drew loved them!!  He didn't make any weird faces (which actually disappointed me a little bit) and ate half of the jar.  He probably would have eaten more had I let him, but I wanted to take it easy his first time on baby food.  We'll probably try green beans Friday or Saturday.  Maybe I'll get my sour type face on that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TUdyHzSn7dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0gqd8D9jmas/s1600/carrots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TUdyHzSn7dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0gqd8D9jmas/s320/carrots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544942619880914" 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/3351518427174761051-8412364730677778398?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8412364730677778398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8412364730677778398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8412364730677778398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TUdwiG-yzsI/AAAAAAAAALw/BjnB8LMJjuY/s72-c/5%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-769513627662326330</id><published>2011-01-16T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:35:17.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A giggle, giggle here, a giggle, giggle there...</title><content type='html'>This is a video of my cousin's little girl making Drew laugh.  This is the first time he has ever hard giggled like this.  We were cracking up right along with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6d5693b100fc33d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6d5693b100fc33d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1583A7323FFD2C5C89840111B9367BB88038285B.F3BAC735800E009888D1D0F91DC93B9D7AAD941%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6d5693b100fc33d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qZrQUHybdOa9U6V-6t3-n19YSw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6d5693b100fc33d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1583A7323FFD2C5C89840111B9367BB88038285B.F3BAC735800E009888D1D0F91DC93B9D7AAD941%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6d5693b100fc33d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qZrQUHybdOa9U6V-6t3-n19YSw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-769513627662326330?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/769513627662326330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/giggle-giggle-here-giggle-giggle-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/769513627662326330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/769513627662326330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/giggle-giggle-here-giggle-giggle-there.html' title='A giggle, giggle here, a giggle, giggle there...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4978799896769272185</id><published>2011-01-05T21:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:14:36.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months and Rice Cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TSUjAqCtOnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/m2uUNKAltNU/s1600/4%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TSUjAqCtOnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/m2uUNKAltNU/s320/4%2Bmonths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558887809251359346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      4 Months Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  26 "-90th percentile&lt;br /&gt;                                                            13 lbs 8 oz- 35th percentile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the little man is 4 months old.  Can you believe it?  He's changed and grown so much.  I love hearing his little giggle and seeing that smiling face.  We've even been able to do a little schedule tweaking in the last couple days.   We've dropped the little evening nap he was taking which was only for 30 minutes every night.  And just tried to extend the times he's awake between feedings which make the naps a little longer sometimes and extends the times between feedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also tried rice cereal for the first time yesterday and I don't think Drew is a big fan of it yet.  We're gonna keep trying at dinner time each night until he gets the hang of it.  I think I'm just gonna do rice cereal at dinner time for about 3-4 weeks and then slowly move to baby food.  Here's a video of baby Drew eating the cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3b890fd13c2c5c65" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b890fd13c2c5c65%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859EE9CABCF995EEB2667543913D3E54685001C2.3CD8FB4AB6DB1AD073C3FE8B1CB90DE71A5695A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b890fd13c2c5c65%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwvcLvTQeS4vMWR8Xh6jQuN6vw90&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3b890fd13c2c5c65%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859EE9CABCF995EEB2667543913D3E54685001C2.3CD8FB4AB6DB1AD073C3FE8B1CB90DE71A5695A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3b890fd13c2c5c65%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwvcLvTQeS4vMWR8Xh6jQuN6vw90&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4978799896769272185?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4978799896769272185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/4-months-and-rice-cereal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4978799896769272185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4978799896769272185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2011/01/4-months-and-rice-cereal.html' title='4 Months and Rice Cereal'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TSUjAqCtOnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/m2uUNKAltNU/s72-c/4%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-590954168192949807</id><published>2010-12-26T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:45:01.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This new mommy needs help.</title><content type='html'>So I have a question for all you moms out there.  Drew will be 4 months old tomorrow and I had thought about starting rice cereal this week since I'll be home the rest of the week from school.  Is this too young?  We were going to stick with rice cereal for about 3-4 weeks and then introduce baby food around the end of January.  He was doing really well sleeping through the night about 3 weeks ago, and ten all of a sudden, the last 3 weeks he's been getting up 1-2 times a night.  We don't have to feed him or anything, we are able to just walk in and put the paci back in his mouth and usually he falls back asleep.  Sometimes we have to go in a 2nd time about 5 minutes later, but then he falls asleep.  I thought it might have been teething, but I've tried orajel before bedtime and also tylenol and he still wakes up.  So maybe it's not being quite full enough?  Anyway, let me know what you think about starting the cereal this week!!  This new mommy needs some answers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-590954168192949807?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/590954168192949807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-new-mommy-needs-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/590954168192949807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/590954168192949807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-new-mommy-needs-help.html' title='This new mommy needs help.'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3303040718924697932</id><published>2010-12-16T17:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T17:16:17.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>We got our family pictures done and I have to say, they turned out really well.  We only got these two done, but I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TQqO0gJTN2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/jdV6qO2XeYA/s1600/drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TQqO0gJTN2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/jdV6qO2XeYA/s320/drew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551406523320842082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Our perfect little present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TQqPThdsf3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DmJ7PjExzeo/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TQqPThdsf3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DmJ7PjExzeo/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551407056250765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              The first family picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3303040718924697932?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3303040718924697932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3303040718924697932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3303040718924697932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TQqO0gJTN2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/jdV6qO2XeYA/s72-c/drew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2418858472788872209</id><published>2010-11-27T13:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T13:36:13.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TPFNqPQ993I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sRIoK4kPyB8/s1600/ohio%2Bstate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TPFNqPQ993I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sRIoK4kPyB8/s320/ohio%2Bstate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544298004317337458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Supporting my mommy's home state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I can't believe the little man is already 3 months old.  Time has absolutely flown by.  We don't go to the doctor again till after Christmas to get more shots, but I may be making an appointment this week.  Drew has been fighting his bottles for the last week and it's getting very frustrating.  He may eat an ounce and then turn his head quickly which makes the bottle pop out.  He'll cry and then suck on the bottle for dear life once it goes back in, turn his head again about 3 seconds later and cry and repeat the cycle.  I have no idea what's going on.  He was doing great on 5 ounces every 3 hours and then all of a sudden, he barely eats 4 and it's a struggle to get him to eat that four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My stepmom and stepsister keep trying to tell me that I need to go longer between feedings and that he's not hungry every 3 hours.  Well we've tried that.  Even after he sleeps through the night, sometimes 10 hours, he still fights the bottle.  So it's not that.  We tried different formula yesterday and that hasn't helped either.  My stepmom says he's probably teething.  He is drooling a bit more, but not a lot, he blows a lot of bubbles, but he's not more fussy than normal.  So I just don't know.  He's also been having major diaper explosions.  For 4 days in a row he has exploded out of his diaper.  I mean up the back and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you have any advice on what to do to help ease the frustration of Mike and I and/or help Drew not fight his bottle, it would be greatly appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-2418858472788872209?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2418858472788872209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-months-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2418858472788872209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2418858472788872209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TPFNqPQ993I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sRIoK4kPyB8/s72-c/ohio%2Bstate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7861298054559104945</id><published>2010-11-23T21:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:01:14.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>His smile makes me melt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOx_cbQewSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6di-EXhWlic/s1600/takingawalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOx_cbQewSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6di-EXhWlic/s320/takingawalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542945367716184354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This little man right here just makes me smile every time he looks at me with those big blue eyes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7861298054559104945?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7861298054559104945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/his-smile-makes-me-melt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7861298054559104945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7861298054559104945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/his-smile-makes-me-melt.html' title='His smile makes me melt...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOx_cbQewSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6di-EXhWlic/s72-c/takingawalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5211541263679341521</id><published>2010-11-21T13:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T13:12:55.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh....sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOlhFBN81aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/geYLKB4OuPQ/s1600/wasntme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOlhFBN81aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/geYLKB4OuPQ/s320/wasntme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542067555310294434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOlg1nbV-MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kOA9mT5y1AM/s1600/afternoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOlg1nbV-MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/kOA9mT5y1AM/s320/afternoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542067290689108162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we've had major success two nights in a row.  Friday night Drew slept from 9-7:30.  And he wasn't really crying when he woke up at 7:30 either.  Just talking to himself.  He did the same thing last night, but slept till 8:00.  Mike said when he went into get him, he had rolled over onto his back and was just looking around.  Drew is also "talking" a lot more as well.  He's such a good little baby.  He's moved on to eating 5 oz at each bottle.  I also can't believe how long he is.  He could more than likely wear 6 month clothes for length because those start at 24", he just wouldn't fill them out all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5211541263679341521?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5211541263679341521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/ahhhsleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5211541263679341521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5211541263679341521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/ahhhsleep.html' title='Ahhh....sleep...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TOlhFBN81aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/geYLKB4OuPQ/s72-c/wasntme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1642690584618396473</id><published>2010-11-04T17:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T18:05:54.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TNMsiJ92YYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JRJVoaRgk9Q/s1600/momanddrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TNMsiJ92YYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JRJVoaRgk9Q/s320/momanddrew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535817332270981506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  11 lbs. 4 oz (50th)&lt;br /&gt;                                                               23 and a 1/2 in. (75th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Drew went to the doctor on Tuesday and is doing great!  We did get a little scolding because we put Drew to sleep on his belly.  I know the back is best, but 25 years ago doctors were telling patients that belly is best.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           He's doing a really good job eating.  He eats about 4 oz. every 3-4 hours.  I get told every day by the babysitter that he's doing a good job.  All the other kids there love baby Drew.  The one little girl Sarah is mesmerized by him.  In fact today when her mom walked into the door and bent down so Sarah could give her a hug, Sarah ran to baby Drew instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Drew smiles a lot after eating and seems to enjoy bath time.  He likes to stare at the giraffe on his swing, and play on the floor on his mat.  We're still waiting for that magical night when he sleeps through the night.  Well I take that back, we're still waiting for the magical time when he does this on a consistent basis.  He's slept through the night a few times, but it only happens about once a week.  And for some reason, the nights he chooses to sleep through the night always happen to be Mike's night.  Little Booger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1642690584618396473?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1642690584618396473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1642690584618396473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1642690584618396473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-month-check-up.html' title='2 Month Check-up'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TNMsiJ92YYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JRJVoaRgk9Q/s72-c/momanddrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-6502591161842488612</id><published>2010-11-01T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:02:20.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Well little man had his first Halloween and if I do say so myself, he looked pretty darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TM9h05srKgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3Hv4kpDuRw/s1600/P1080816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TM9h05srKgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3Hv4kpDuRw/s320/P1080816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534750028530919938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TM9htZynvfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BaVnueG72_Q/s1600/P1080806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TM9htZynvfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BaVnueG72_Q/s320/P1080806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534749899706842610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the doctor tomorrow for our 2 month check up so we'll see what the new stats are.  He's smiling and "talking" a lot more.  He's still not sleeping through the night yet, but has had a few 7 hour stretches.  Mommy and Daddy are very ready for little Drew to sleep through the night.  I feel like I'm creating a Groundhog Day effect with him because for the past week we've done the same thing every night.  Bath, bottle, the same book, and then bed.  Here's to hoping for restful nights soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-6502591161842488612?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/6502591161842488612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6502591161842488612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6502591161842488612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TM9h05srKgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/O3Hv4kpDuRw/s72-c/P1080816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8535490118082323298</id><published>2010-10-28T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:40:24.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>We have had success!! Little Drew slept through the night last night!  And I also slept 7 straight hours.  I honestly can't tell you the last time I slept that long.  Maybe in college.  I was simply exhausted yesterday from my 2nd day back at work and also working a 10 and a 1/2 hour day with parent/teacher conferences.  I just thought that I was so exhausted that I didn't hear him wake up (it was Mike's night), but then Mike heard him crying at 6 this morning and got up and told me he slept through the night.  Here's to hoping for more non-interrupted nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-8535490118082323298?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8535490118082323298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/success.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8535490118082323298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8535490118082323298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1676208502998406275</id><published>2010-10-23T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T11:11:40.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Little Speedster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TML6_Vztw5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-cQHQ7Dhl6s/s1600/racing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TML6_Vztw5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-cQHQ7Dhl6s/s320/racing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531259258457146258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We set Andrew in Mike's car the other day and he looks like he's wondering why we haven't given him the keys yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1676208502998406275?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1676208502998406275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/daddys-little-speedster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1676208502998406275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1676208502998406275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/daddys-little-speedster.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Little Speedster'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TML6_Vztw5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/-cQHQ7Dhl6s/s72-c/racing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1173028999913330967</id><published>2010-10-21T15:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:18:47.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Boy Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TMCPjCd3pjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jep4BV7edEU/s1600/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TMCPjCd3pjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jep4BV7edEU/s320/sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530578174531315250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well we've transitioned into the big boy bed.  Drew's room is not very far from ours.  We started out doing a couple naps a day in the crib to get him used to the smell and his surroundings.  He did great at the naps.  So we put him in his room at night time and he seems to be doing well with that too.  He gets up every 3-4 hours like he normally does to eat.  And then I can lay him back down and he usually makes a small whimper but then falls right back asleep.  And yes, I know what you're thinking..."a belly sleeper!"  Andrew does great on his belly.  He sleeps longer and just seems more peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We've had a couple of good nights in the last couple weeks.  A few nights ago he slept from 9:30-3:45, then woke up again at 8.  And last night he slept from 10:45-2:15, then 2:45-7.  I feel like I say this all the time, but I think we're working our way to a full nights sleep.  It would be nice to start getting the full nights sleep soon since I'll be heading back to work next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Speaking of work...I'm pretty excited to go back so I can have my adult interaction again.  And I love my job and I'm excited to actually get to know the kids.  I was only with them for two weeks at the beginning of the year.  I know they're ready for me to come back too.  Andrew has been to the babysitter's twice for transition days and has done great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1173028999913330967?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1173028999913330967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-boy-bed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1173028999913330967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1173028999913330967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-boy-bed.html' title='The Big Boy Bed'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TMCPjCd3pjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Jep4BV7edEU/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8656402418162623586</id><published>2010-10-11T23:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:22:24.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Smily Man</title><content type='html'>I love this little guy so much!  Even through all the middle of the night feedings which cause mommy to go a little crazy sometimes because of lack of sleep.  I know it's been 6 weeks, but I think I'm finally learning some things about him like how he doesn't really take all of his lunch time bottle...and that's ok.  It's taken me a couple days to be ok with that.  It doesn't change the length of his nap.  He does great at night time feedings, pretty much sucking the bottle dry and then laying right back down to sleep without a peep.  He's staying awake a little longer after feedings, but then I also know when he's tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about moving him to his room before I go back to school, but I don't think Mike is a big fan of that.  I've got 2 and a half weeks before I go back and thought it would be a good time to attempt it.  I don't think it'll be too hard, but I know it'll be different for him being a new place with a new smell.  What is everyone's thoughts?  When did you move your little ones into their cribs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TLPRVNJ8CtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_pszS8xuULQ/s1600/P1080662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TLPRVNJ8CtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_pszS8xuULQ/s320/P1080662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526991329952533202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TLPR5U-dUAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TxMPs73_n0o/s1600/P1080665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TLPR5U-dUAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/TxMPs73_n0o/s320/P1080665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526991950527156226" 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/3351518427174761051-8656402418162623586?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8656402418162623586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-little-smily-man.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8656402418162623586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8656402418162623586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-little-smily-man.html' title='My Little Smily Man'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TLPRVNJ8CtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_pszS8xuULQ/s72-c/P1080662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8958395689478732739</id><published>2010-09-25T19:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T20:21:19.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 weeks old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TJ6OoSlazuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w_30Yt6RKlc/s1600/upset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TJ6OoSlazuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w_30Yt6RKlc/s320/upset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521007016037502690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Not happy with mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TJ6OhsjCd9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/kNzTtfDgRxY/s1600/awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TJ6OhsjCd9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/kNzTtfDgRxY/s320/awake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521006902747756498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe little Drew is already 4 weeks old.  There have been lots of changes and learning in the Thomas household.  We're still working on being able to sleep for more than 2 hours at a time.  He's eating just shy of 4 ounces with each bottle.  Sometimes he sucks the bottle dry and other times there are a few drops left.  Mike and I both love when we pick him up to snuggle with him, and he stinks his little booty out to stretch.  He's usually awake after each bottle for just about an hour and then they crying begins because he's tired.  He's a pretty good baby.  Only really cries when he needs his diaper changed, is hungry, or tired.  Otherwise he likes to look around at things and listen to music with mommy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-15fac68b18c7c1ec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D15fac68b18c7c1ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8857D6AE3A9CE9CBED36AB9C2AFCE0117A02AA4.36449CB9782EB1B73F11E3CD052F0DBC81840DA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D15fac68b18c7c1ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU54IpwhuGoAhfEgjuwXh1DQE5IQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D15fac68b18c7c1ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8857D6AE3A9CE9CBED36AB9C2AFCE0117A02AA4.36449CB9782EB1B73F11E3CD052F0DBC81840DA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D15fac68b18c7c1ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU54IpwhuGoAhfEgjuwXh1DQE5IQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-8958395689478732739?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8958395689478732739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8958395689478732739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8958395689478732739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-weeks-old.html' title='4 weeks old'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TJ6OoSlazuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w_30Yt6RKlc/s72-c/upset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2109562670595417237</id><published>2010-09-13T16:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:47:11.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A change</title><content type='html'>Well I've decided to change the name of my blog since our new arrival has made his appearance.  The web address will stay the same though.  I'll hopefully be posting lots of stories about little Andrew in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-2109562670595417237?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2109562670595417237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2109562670595417237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2109562670595417237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/change.html' title='A change'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3115371060893051526</id><published>2010-09-09T22:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:17:36.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks old</title><content type='html'>In two weeks, Mike and I have learned many things about our little man.  Things he likes, and doesn't.  He loves the vacuum cleaner...it seems to calm him.  He does not like his diaper changed or getting dressed.  He loves to snuggle with mommy and daddy.  He loves music and dancing with mommy.  He also loves making faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImUNTR4mYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FLnwBbcgIpI/s1600/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImUNTR4mYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FLnwBbcgIpI/s320/monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515102174926379394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImTsLXZOgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8PHZYaznric/s1600/mean+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImTsLXZOgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8PHZYaznric/s320/mean+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515101605866322434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImTguGiD_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/kYYTqmindPc/s1600/baby+blues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImTguGiD_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/kYYTqmindPc/s320/baby+blues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515101409032409074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going pretty well in the Thomas household.  I'm just extremely tired.  I'm sure Mike is tired too, but he deals with sleep deprivation much better than I do.  I'm trying to not get stressed out and set a routine yet since Drew is only 2 weeks old.  It's hard to let that go.  I've been reading Baby Wise and at least trying to do the eat, play, sleep routine.  If anyone has any advice about getting little Andrew on a schedule and eventually sleeping through the night, all ideas are appreciated!!  Needless to say, this little guy has stolen my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3115371060893051526?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3115371060893051526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3115371060893051526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3115371060893051526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-weeks-old.html' title='2 weeks old'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TImUNTR4mYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/FLnwBbcgIpI/s72-c/monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8257721312491336116</id><published>2010-08-31T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:53:34.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Bryan Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TH3OFBWKZQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yMR5BDOQJpM/s1600/family+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TH3OFBWKZQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yMR5BDOQJpM/s320/family+picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511788104627414274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's here!!  The little man has made his debut into our family.  Early Friday morning around 3:30, I woke up to go to the bathroom and thought my water had broke.  During the day on Thursday I had felt a little different and was feeling some weird contractions, but nothing too consistent or close together.  Well my doctor said to come on in to the hospital and we would check things out.  By the time Mike and I got things together and the dogs taken care of, I could feel the contractions again, and they were about 5 minutes apart.  Not terribly painful, but not pleasant either.  We got to the hospital, were admitted by the nurses, all the while the contractions are getting more painful.  It's about 4:30am at this point.  Nurse checks me and says I'm about 3cm dialated.  And the contractions just keep getting stronger.  I'm moved into another room and my doctor comes at about 6:00 and says I'm 5cm.  Drew's heart looks good, says she'll be back around 8.  She comes back around 8 and by then I'm 7cm.  Moving right along and by this point I've had unbearable minute apart contractions, so they give me an epidural.  Which wasn't that bad and felt wonderful afterwards.  The doc comes back around 10 and tells me I'm already 9cm.  She notices Drew's heart rate slowing down each time a contraction comes.  They move me in different positions for about 15 minutes and nothing changes.  Doc says sometimes this happens because the baby is caught by their embellical cord.  Could have been wrapped around anything.  She suggests we do a c-section because she's not sure anything would change in the next hour and having Andrew's heart rate slow down is not good.  I almost started crying, but knew we had to do what was best.  The scariest part was when all of a sudden it felt like 15 different people came in all at once to prepare me.  I was given more medicines, had an air mask on, cap  on my head, had to get my jewelry off very quick, etc.  They wheeled me out of the room, strapped me down and then let Mike in.  I couldn't see anything, couldn't feel anything, oh but I could hear what was going on.  As soon as I heard that sweet cry, I was overcome with feelings.  I know that Mike went and cut the cord and watched them pull Drew out of me.  And then got to spend the first couple hours with him because I was in recovery for the first hour and then pretty out of it till about dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The c-sections was not planned for at all, but Drew is now safe in our arms.  I wasn't able to do much of anything in the hospital because of the recovery process of a c-section.  I can't pull myself out of bed, can't really bend over, can't carry or hold anything more than 10 pounds, and lots of other things.  My husband has done an absolute wonderful job through all of this.  He worked his butt off at the hospital.  Changed every diaper, brought him to me or to anyone else that wanted to hold him, and helped me in the bathroom and taking my showers.  Words can't explain how amazing he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now home and adjusting to life as a family of three (five if you count the dogs.)  He's still doing a lot of the work and helping me around the house.  Many, many pictures of our new adventure together will be posted in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-8257721312491336116?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8257721312491336116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/andrew-bryan-thomas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8257721312491336116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8257721312491336116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/andrew-bryan-thomas.html' title='Andrew Bryan Thomas'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TH3OFBWKZQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yMR5BDOQJpM/s72-c/family+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7570457913943941575</id><published>2010-08-23T16:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T16:09:49.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Dear baby Drew,&lt;br /&gt;           Daddy and I would like to meet you very soon.  And I know the rest of  your family would too.  Please show your sweet little face so we can  cover you in hugs and kisses!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                               Love, Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7570457913943941575?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7570457913943941575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/very-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7570457913943941575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7570457913943941575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/very-soon.html' title='Very soon...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3350871438022176095</id><published>2010-08-18T20:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:02:24.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>38 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TGyAZSR1_hI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TFKzF2tavLY/s1600/P1080529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TGyAZSR1_hI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TFKzF2tavLY/s320/P1080529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506917616259038738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, I've officially got 2 weeks left unless baby Drew decides to come earlier.  I honestly don't think I'll make it to the 31st.  Mike says I've dropped.  I do feel like Drew is lower.  And it is just getting harder to walk.  I'm trying to not walk as much at school, but that's pretty much impossible being a teacher.  Mike and I are both extremely excited to meet our little man.  We're still both in amazement at how he moves in my belly and the different shapes my belly can take.  We've gotten most of the big things we need right now and this weekend I'm going to go shopping and get a few more things off our registry that I think we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WORLD...BE PREPARED TO MEET ANDREW BRYAN THOMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3350871438022176095?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3350871438022176095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/38-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3350871438022176095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3350871438022176095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/08/38-weeks.html' title='38 weeks'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TGyAZSR1_hI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TFKzF2tavLY/s72-c/P1080529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4157175014424507569</id><published>2010-07-27T18:35:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:48:31.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks and a Completed Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE9faHH0ajI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kLZhcuKmHU4/s1600/P1080427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE9faHH0ajI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kLZhcuKmHU4/s320/P1080427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498718572235745842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am at just shy of 35 weeks.  I look at myself and wonder what I looked like before I was pregnant.  I'm getting more excited, but some nerves are kicking in too.  I'm most excited to meet him obviously, but I can't wait to see what he looks like too.  I think I'm most nervous about the affect lack of sleep with have on both Mike and I.  I know I can get mean and cranky when I'm running low on sleep.  I'm worried that Mike and I are going to argue a lot.  I want to breastfeed solely for about 3-4 weeks and then because of work start introducing a bottle a week at about 4 weeks.  But I've also told myself that if breastfeeding becomes too much and I can't handle the stress or arguing with Mike, then I will stop.  I want Mike and I to be a strong team and that won't happen if we're constantly at each other's throats.  That's probably my biggest fear so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....TA DA!!!  The nursery is done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE97rW6HuyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Yuy-Y0Zwg0k/s1600/P1080434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE97rW6HuyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Yuy-Y0Zwg0k/s320/P1080434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498749654856612642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                  The crib and wall art monogram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE99n7L9uVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Lc7TUKMtzTg/s1600/P1080438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE99n7L9uVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Lc7TUKMtzTg/s320/P1080438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498751794898909522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Book and Toy shelf with my lion lamp I had when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE98Kcid7KI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TYts9WXcxfs/s1600/P1080435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE98Kcid7KI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TYts9WXcxfs/s320/P1080435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498750188943961250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Crib Bedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE98hiRW-OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Zm65dXSHWF4/s1600/P1080436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE98hiRW-OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Zm65dXSHWF4/s320/P1080436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498750585619806434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            Curtain, my old toy chest, pillow, and Mike's UK diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE99NqqfgmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qPd2N0Y6XxM/s1600/P1080437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE99NqqfgmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qPd2N0Y6XxM/s320/P1080437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498751343786951266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                           Dresser and Hutch Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad the nursery is done and I can check this off my list of things to do!!  Make everything seem a bit more real to walk into the room and know it'll be occupied soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4157175014424507569?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4157175014424507569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/35-weeks-and-completed-nursery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4157175014424507569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4157175014424507569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/35-weeks-and-completed-nursery.html' title='35 Weeks and a Completed Nursery'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE9faHH0ajI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kLZhcuKmHU4/s72-c/P1080427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4164080081565012440</id><published>2010-07-26T10:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:15:58.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE2jPo41wQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ss6jBDYb7ec/s1600/0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE2jPo41wQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ss6jBDYb7ec/s320/0360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498230209158430978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Two years ago today I married my one and only.  I know some people don't understand us, but I know I wouldn't have fit better with anyone else.  (And I don't think he would have found someone to put up with his video game yelling like I do.)  We're about to embark on the most important chapter of our lives as parents, and I think we'll make a great team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4164080081565012440?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4164080081565012440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-years-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4164080081565012440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4164080081565012440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-years-today.html' title='2 Years Today'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TE2jPo41wQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ss6jBDYb7ec/s72-c/0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5512016805025306272</id><published>2010-07-11T22:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:40:30.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another picture update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDp_tyPhdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VU65DG_3sAY/s1600/32+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDp_tyPhdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VU65DG_3sAY/s320/32+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843120089462002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know it's only been a week since the last post, but I thought you'd enjoy another picture.  Plus, I love my comfy dress and had to have a picture of it.  Got it at Walmart for $7!!!  My friends Jennifer and Ashley have the same one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5512016805025306272?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5512016805025306272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-picture-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5512016805025306272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5512016805025306272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-picture-update.html' title='Another picture update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDp_tyPhdPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VU65DG_3sAY/s72-c/32+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3189784540406587119</id><published>2010-07-05T23:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:26:07.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About 2 more months to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDKe-IOLnsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yg8eNFtA2jw/s1600/31+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDKe-IOLnsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yg8eNFtA2jw/s320/31+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490625685914099394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well here I am at a little over 31 weeks.  We've got about 2 months to go.  I'm excited and nervous all at the same time.  I will say I'm ready for baby Drew to be here, if for nothing else but to be comfortable again.  This whole being pregnant in the summer thing stinks!!  If we decide to get pregnant again, the baby is going to be due in like December.  Baby Drew has upped his hiccuping to about 4 times a day and loves to get all his wiggles out right before bedtime.  My biggest issue just like every other post is sleep.  I've got about 3 different pillows I now sleep with propping something up on my body and every time I need to move I have to reorganize the pillows.  And when there's myself, my husband, and two dogs in the bed...not always an easy task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Drew's room is done being painted.  I've ordered the furniture and waiting for it to arrive.  I've also bought some blank canvas boards to paint for his room.  Still looking up ideas for those.  Everything is turning out exactly how I imagined it.  My 1st baby shower is less than 2 weeks away and I'm so excited to see everyone!!  I really hope the furniture is here before the shower so I can show off the nursery.  I'm really proud of the work that Jennifer and I put into it.  Once it's fully completed with furniture and everything, I'll be sure to post pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3189784540406587119?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3189784540406587119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/about-2-more-months-to-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3189784540406587119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3189784540406587119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/07/about-2-more-months-to-go.html' title='About 2 more months to go...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TDKe-IOLnsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yg8eNFtA2jw/s72-c/31+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5884425498289582978</id><published>2010-06-20T11:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:02:06.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Weeks and 29 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TB466t06x6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/kGnBqFK5VJk/s1600/29+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TB466t06x6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/kGnBqFK5VJk/s320/29+weeks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484886176592218018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TB46xUy2j9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dIFI6y26934/s1600/27+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TB46xUy2j9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dIFI6y26934/s320/27+weeks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484886015253843922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at 27 weeks and 29 weeks.  The pregnancy is going well.  The only thing I will continue to complain about is sleep.  I have gotten to where I have 3 more pillows in bed with me than I normally do and it's really annoying to rearrange them every time I get up to go to the bathroom (which is usually twice a night.)  With the summer heat and humidity on the rise, it can be very hard to breathe when I'm outside, and I get hot very easily.  I can tell you that there will be no more long car rides.  If the trip is longer than 3 hours, I'm out.  I can't stretch out in a car the way I want to and it's extremely uncomfortable and then I'm just not a pleasant person to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not eating chicken.  I've tried to eat it a few times, but it just doesn't work out.  Other than that, I'll eat and try just about anything.   I can't believe I'm almost 6 and a half months already.  The time has flown by.  I know it'll only come quicker and quicker too.  I'll be starting on Drew's room hopefully this week.  I've got the bedding and curtain.  Withing the next couple weeks, we'll be buying the furniture.  I'm so excited to see how his room turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm ready to meet this little guy inside me and have him meet the rest of the family who I know are also excited to meet him.  I just recently found out that my doctor is moving at the end of August so I hope Drew decides to make an appearance before them and also because my brother will be home for his 2 weeks of vacation from Iraq around that time as well.  And then hopefully my dad will get to come home sometime in September or October from Afghanistan to meet his new grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with all this pregnancy stuff I'll also be getting my classroom ready.  Thankfully I have some great friends who I know are willing to help out.  I'm super excited for all the changes coming in the next 3 months!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5884425498289582978?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5884425498289582978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/06/27-weeks-and-29-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5884425498289582978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5884425498289582978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/06/27-weeks-and-29-weeks.html' title='27 Weeks and 29 Weeks'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/TB466t06x6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/kGnBqFK5VJk/s72-c/29+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5586112945533367142</id><published>2010-05-19T21:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:08:22.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just keep on growing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S_SXNVSq43I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K-U1Q1VDbS4/s1600/25+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S_SXNVSq43I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K-U1Q1VDbS4/s320/25+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473165702471541618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm just about to hit the 25 week mark.  Things are still going good.  Not sleeping as much at night like I'd like to, but I'm used to it.  I'm trying to come home from school right away at least 2 times a week so I can take a nap.  Gives me a chance to relax and snuggle with Starr too.  I'm usually able to elevate my legs every night for at least an hour.  Baby Drew does a little moving and grooving every night starting at about 8 until I go to sleep around 10:30.  I haven't been woken up by his kicking...yet...(knock on wood.)  The doctor says I'm growing just fine.  I've gained 18 pounds since I've found out I was pregnant.  I don't feel like I've gained that much...must be belly and water...and quite possibly my boobs.  I feel like they're ginormous.  Drew's heartbeat was good and strong at the doctor and he was kicking back when the monitor was being pushed on my belly.  I don't fell like I've grown that much, but then I look at pictures and realize my belly just keeps sticking farther and farther out.  I've done my baby registering at Babies R Us!!  That was fun!  Now I'm on the search for nursery furniture.  I'm being really picky about it, but I want it to be good furniture that's going to last and grow with Drew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5586112945533367142?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5586112945533367142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-keep-on-growing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5586112945533367142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5586112945533367142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-keep-on-growing.html' title='I just keep on growing...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S_SXNVSq43I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K-U1Q1VDbS4/s72-c/25+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-299436332284011017</id><published>2010-05-06T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:55:46.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Drew Update</title><content type='html'>Well I guess it's time for a baby update.  I feel like I'm being used daily as a personal 3 ring circus.  Thankfully it's not during times when I sleep.  Drew seems to have the same schedule as me as of right now.  No new weird cravings or dislikes.  Same as always.  In the past week and a half I've been able to not only feel him moving but watch my belly do little waves which I think is super neat to watch.  Makes me want to watch my belly all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some complaints I have are that it's getting harder to sleep more comfortably.  I wish I could detach my belly at night and then put it back on when I wake up.  I've had sleep problems since college, so being uncomfortable doesn't make sleep any easier.  I'm a belly sleeper and obviously I can't do that anymore until September.  (Which I may celebrate come that time.)  I also don't like that fact that every night when I lay down to start reading my book I get a burning sensation right at the bottom of my sternum and only goes away when I apply pressure.  It gets really annoying to do every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed I'm getting winded and tired a lot easier.  And I've now realized it's a bad idea to run.  I ran back into school one day and paid for it the rest of the night.  I'm getting more and more excited to see what Drew looks like.  I can't wait to see him and then compare mine and Mike's baby pictures with Drew.  I do hope Drew has Mike's eyes.  Sometime in late July or early August I want to get 3D ultrasound pictures done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very excited to start working on the nursery this summer.  I do have my diaper bag.  My step-mom bought it for me this past weekend.  There's a store near my parent's house called &lt;a href="http://www.jennaclaire.com/shop"&gt;Jenna Claire&lt;/a&gt;.  You can design your own bags.  I'm super excited to see mine in a few weeks.  And I'll make sure to post pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-299436332284011017?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/299436332284011017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-drew-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/299436332284011017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/299436332284011017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-drew-update.html' title='Baby Drew Update'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4744461793500338973</id><published>2010-04-16T16:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:32:26.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!!</title><content type='html'>Now while I have to admit I was a little bummed about my baby not being a girl...the more I've thought about it, I think I'm going to love having a little boy.  Mike is super pumped about it.  Which I think will make this pregnancy easier for the both of his cause I'll be able to see him excited and get into the baby stuff a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved going to the ultra sound and seeing our little man.  And let me tell you, he enjoyed this little bit of mountain dew I drank before hand, but did not enjoy the fact that someone kept pushing on his home.  What a weird yet amazing sensation to feel something push and move around inside of you.  We're going to name him Andrew Bryan Thomas.  We'll call him Drew.  Andrew was Mike's great grandpa's name and Bryan was my maiden name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to start actually planning and buying the essentials.  I think I've found the car seat/stroller set I want.  It's gray and lime green.  There's also a matching play pen/bassinet to go with it.  And I've been thinking about room color theme and a fellow teacher gave me a great idea so now I just need to find the perfect crib bedding to match that idea.  Can't wait!! Not only do I get to plan which I love to do, I get to create a check list and check things off as we go, but I also get to go shopping!!  Be low are some pictures from the ultra sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S8jW3qDC1qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B3qZPyzPaWM/s1600/BRITTANY_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S8jW3qDC1qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B3qZPyzPaWM/s320/BRITTANY_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460850799854933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         Proof that there is indeed a boy inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S8jWZbGs1YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PaCMl55e1Pk/s1600/BRITTANY_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S8jWZbGs1YI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PaCMl55e1Pk/s320/BRITTANY_13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460850280447661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             A side view of our little man and his Buddha Belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4744461793500338973?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4744461793500338973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4744461793500338973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4744461793500338973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S8jW3qDC1qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B3qZPyzPaWM/s72-c/BRITTANY_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-102497694756049656</id><published>2010-04-08T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:37:32.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S76drMsvyxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gB-fwCd9MWk/s1600/P1070733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S76drMsvyxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gB-fwCd9MWk/s320/P1070733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457973163888462610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here I am at 19 weeks.  Still doing good.  I don't feel like I'm getting any bigger.  But I've been told that some people don't really pop out till 6 or 7 months.  Still extremely tired all the time.  And I've been trying to wait as long as possible to stop sleeping on my stomach and I think that time has finally come.  It's getting really uncomfortable which makes it hard to fall asleep cause I'm a big stomach sleeper.  I've noticed that I'm snacking a little more.  I think I've felt the baby kick, but if its it, it doesn't feel like much, just a little poke.  I can't wait for the day when I can have Mike put his hand on my belly so he can feel it.  We find out next Thursday if it's a boy or girl.  And then we can start decorating the room and buy things.  We've only bought 2 outfits so far.  A UK onesie and a onesie from Disney World.  Everything keeps getting more real by the minute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-102497694756049656?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/102497694756049656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/04/19-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/102497694756049656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/102497694756049656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/04/19-weeks.html' title='19 Weeks'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S76drMsvyxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gB-fwCd9MWk/s72-c/P1070733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2871407394513607904</id><published>2010-03-14T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:11:38.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15 weeks and growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S52Izynj_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/b1bgepFDCVU/s1600-h/15+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S52Izynj_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/b1bgepFDCVU/s320/15+weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448661547530583426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Here's me at 15 weeks with my little baby bump.  Baby Thomas and Mommy are doing great!  I just want to sleep, sleep, and sleep.  Baby T is wearing me out every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-2871407394513607904?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2871407394513607904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/03/15-weeks-and-growing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2871407394513607904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2871407394513607904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/03/15-weeks-and-growing.html' title='15 weeks and growing'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S52Izynj_YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/b1bgepFDCVU/s72-c/15+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7759034870764489930</id><published>2010-02-27T12:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:40:03.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Baby Thomas</title><content type='html'>Well I thought I would give an update on the pregnancy.  I've been doing really well.  Coming up on my 14th week.  No sickness at all which is great!  I've had a few moments of getting hot and dizzy without any warning and I have to sit down before I get sick.  But it usually passes within minutes.  About the only regular pants I can fit into are my jeans, but even then I have to do the pony tail holder trick.  My friend Jennifer has so graciously let me borrow all her maternity clothes which have been a blessing.  I want to start showing a little more so that it looks like I'm pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The only problem I've been having is not being able to sleep.  I can usually fall asleep pretty easily, but I can't stay asleep.  I get up at least every 2 hours to go to the bathroom.  I've tried not drinking anything after 7 pm and even that does no good.  I know it's just preparing me for what is yet to come, but I would give anything to even sleep a full 4 hours.  I still have at least one major mood swing a week, which I don't think is too horrible.  And right now I want nothing to do with meat!  It grosses me out!  About the only meat I'm ok with is hamburger.  No chicken, no turkey, blah!!  I want fruits, vegetables, salad, and pasta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My biggest thing right now is I want to know the sex of the baby really bad.  I feel like once I know the sex, it'll be real.  We can really start planning things and changing the guest bedroom into a nursery.  I can start buying cute outfits and getting excited about names.  Hopefully we can find out before April 2nd because we're going to FL for spring break and taking a trip to Disney World and I really want to buy an outfit while we're there.  I also want to feel the baby kick.  And then run to Mike so he can feel it too.  I'm so excited to share this moment with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7759034870764489930?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7759034870764489930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-baby-thomas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7759034870764489930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7759034870764489930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-baby-thomas.html' title='Update on Baby Thomas'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5305547782210259445</id><published>2010-02-14T15:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:10:52.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Thomas on the Way</title><content type='html'>Well it's now facebook official, so I thought I'd make it official to the blogging world.  Mike and I are expecting our first bundle of joy.  It's been a great pregnancy so far.  I've never gotten sick.  There have been days where I don't feel 100%, but they are very far and few in between.  Other than a few mood swings (which my husband greatly appreciates) everything else has been great.  Our due date right now is September 3rd.  So it's going to be one long and hot summer spent by the pool.  I'm coming up on my 12th week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S3hmV05KqtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3Znrf3Ocz-Q/s1600-h/I20100114161822953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S3hmV05KqtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3Znrf3Ocz-Q/s200/I20100114161822953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209075211578066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                        Here's the little blueberry at 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S3hmn8NqUxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5SAEXeJdWXI/s1600-h/I20100114161823343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S3hmn8NqUxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5SAEXeJdWXI/s200/I20100114161823343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438209386414232338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;                                                               Good strong heartbeat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5305547782210259445?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5305547782210259445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-thomas-on-way.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5305547782210259445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5305547782210259445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-thomas-on-way.html' title='Little Thomas on the Way'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/S3hmV05KqtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3Znrf3Ocz-Q/s72-c/I20100114161822953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7395440811228623137</id><published>2009-12-15T12:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:56:19.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know...it's been 2 months since I've last posted.  I honestly can't explain why I haven't posted in quite some time.  I'm on the computer all the time when I get home from work.  I've read numerous books in the last 3 months.  I've read all the True Blood, Sookie Stackhouse novels except the last one.  I've read two more Jodi Picoult books.  And I'm currently read a new books by Nicholas Sparks called The Last Song.  I'm a huge Nicholas Sparks fan and I mean BIG fan.  I read The Notebook at least once a year.  It never gets old and the movie is definitely one of my favorites.  I'm excited because two of his books are becoming movies.  Dear John is the first one.  I was super pumped when this books came out.  It's a good book, but the first book of his I didn't cry.  And I usually measure the greatness f one of his books if I cry.  Who knows, the movie will probably have me bawling like a baby.  It's about a guy who meets a girl and then September 11th happens and he feels it's his duty to re-enlist in the army and get deployed overseas.  While he is deployed, he recieves a Dear John letter.  A sad thing to think about, but not uncommon to see.  And FYI, the guy that plays John is HOTT!!&lt;br /&gt;     The next movie of his coming out is actually from his most recent book that I'm reading now, The Last Song.  I'm about half way through the book and so far it's about a 17 year old girl who is foced to stay with her dad and little brother for the summer.  She hasn't talked to her dad in 3 years and doesn't really want to have anything to do with him.  Her biggest problem is making friends and figuring out what to do for the summer in a place she's not familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style = "height:385px !important; width:480px !important;" src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/2109393018/a/58ef677afb89fc040e3dec6de7dd6c26/p/1/h/4b27cc0c31a95ab:62bc7ad35b1a712335a46c3305e7e6d3" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="playerID=10032373001&amp;amp;@videoPlayer=44821079001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width=" 425" height=" 448" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;h1 style="font:bold 0.8em arial;padding:0;margin:5px;"&gt;Watch more &lt;a href="http://video.aol.com/channel/moviefone" target="_top" title="Moviefone videos"&gt;Moviefone videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://video.aol.com/" target="_top" title="AOL Video"&gt;AOL Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style = "height:385px !important; width:480px !important;" src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/547525155/a/58ef677afb89fc040e3dec6de7dd6c26/p/1/h/4b27cd068ca190:530ea9e3b920b3110f2daa48d9880ebe" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="playerID=10032373001&amp;amp;@videoPlayer=52498501001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width=" 425" height=" 448" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;h1 style="font:bold 0.8em arial;padding:0;margin:5px;"&gt;Watch more &lt;a href="http://video.aol.com/channel/moviefone" target="_top" title="Moviefone videos"&gt;Moviefone videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://video.aol.com/" target="_top" title="AOL Video"&gt;AOL Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these movies look really good and I can't wait to see them!!  Think I can talk Mike into going with me?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7395440811228623137?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7395440811228623137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7395440811228623137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7395440811228623137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-6330205178304964249</id><published>2009-09-20T00:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:02:16.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the dardest things...</title><content type='html'>I love watching videos of little kids!  This little boy cracks me up.  Whoever this Trigon company is, has a great advertisement person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUrmPYhu9Rc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUrmPYhu9Rc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a189xAYBRv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a189xAYBRv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video just makes me laugh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfVBJJRZ7dw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfVBJJRZ7dw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put this one in just because it always makes me giggle and babies are so stinkin cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7ZN5J1N9Vk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7ZN5J1N9Vk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-6330205178304964249?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/6330205178304964249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-say-dardest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6330205178304964249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6330205178304964249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-say-dardest-things.html' title='Kids say the dardest things...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5846637344530680256</id><published>2009-09-10T19:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:21:48.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little girls...</title><content type='html'>So this is my cousin's little girl Aliseah...I can assure you my cousin does not do any of the actions Aliseah does, so I'm not sure where she gets it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid142.photobucket.com/albums/r98/aliseahsmommy/MVI_7287.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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girls...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4426824839095412862</id><published>2009-07-15T22:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:13:26.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos from Colorado</title><content type='html'>Here are a few videos of Kaydence and Ian from my trip to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9f72fc714980cb8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/07/videos-from-colorado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4426824839095412862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4426824839095412862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/07/videos-from-colorado.html' title='Videos from Colorado'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-953109480929932190</id><published>2009-07-05T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:31:55.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>Well, with the new installment of Harry Potter coming out to theaters next week, I decided to re-read the 6th book.  And I was reminded at how much I love Harry Potter and the author J.K. Rowling.  She's an amazing writer who came up with an amazing story, inventive words for a whole other world, and fabulous characters.  I'm super pumped to see the movie, so I thought I'd leave you with the trailer for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBGbKCm_pQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBGbKCm_pQQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-953109480929932190?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/953109480929932190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/953109480929932190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/953109480929932190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-905405456751270367</id><published>2009-06-24T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:14:09.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I know it's been a while since I've posted, almost a month.  I've actually read a few books, but I'm going to talk about the True Blood series.  Mike and I were shopping at a mall one day, and I went into Hot Topic to look at some Twilight stuff. (Yeah, you know, I'm a Twilight freak.)  Anyway, one of the workers came up to ask me about Twilight and she asked if I had heard of True Blood.  It's another vampire series, but more adult like.  Actually, very adult like.  But I'm a vampire lover for life now, so I had to try the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://midori237.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/dead-until-dark.jpg"&gt;             &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 181px;" src="http://midori237.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/dead-until-dark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://reneesbookaddiction.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/living-dead-in-dallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 184px;" src="http://reneesbookaddiction.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/living-dead-in-dallas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blondierocket.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/club-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 182px;" src="http://blondierocket.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/club-dead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've read the first three books: Dead Until Dark, Living Dead in Dallas, and Club Dead.  The main character is Sookie Stackhouse.  she has a special gift where she can hear and see what people around her are thinking.  Vampires are known in the living world and are part of the regular population.  The Japanese have created a synthetic drink called True blood for vampires so that they are not feeding off of humans.  Sookie meets vampire Bill and instantly falls in love.  The books are about some of their trials and adventures together.  A very easy read.  There is also an HBO show that is based off the books.  I've seen the complete first season and let me tell you, it's definitely an HBO show if you know what I mean.  Kind of a weird show, but it just attracts you and makes you want to watch more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-905405456751270367?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/905405456751270367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-blood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/905405456751270367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/905405456751270367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-blood.html' title='True Blood'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8694421581181878787</id><published>2009-05-28T17:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:33:49.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Lee Bryan</title><content type='html'>Well Megan finally had the baby!!  Meet Ian Lee Bryan.  7 lbs 7oz. 20 in. long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8Cd_0QgtI/AAAAAAAAADY/kfD2j2EbdfI/s1600-h/bugandian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8Cd_0QgtI/AAAAAAAAADY/kfD2j2EbdfI/s320/bugandian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990397454779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bug and her new brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8CucI6kjI/AAAAAAAAADo/kIZ7aqgieak/s1600-h/ian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8CucI6kjI/AAAAAAAAADo/kIZ7aqgieak/s320/ian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990679935521330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8C1dR4niI/AAAAAAAAADw/rzRMRQLkOH0/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8C1dR4niI/AAAAAAAAADw/rzRMRQLkOH0/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990800500661794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel says he has my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8DA5ZE7yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LLKAJedDbiw/s1600-h/megandian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8DA5ZE7yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LLKAJedDbiw/s320/megandian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340990997025582882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-8694421581181878787?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8694421581181878787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/05/ian-lee-bryan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8694421581181878787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8694421581181878787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/05/ian-lee-bryan.html' title='Ian Lee Bryan'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Sh8Cd_0QgtI/AAAAAAAAADY/kfD2j2EbdfI/s72-c/bugandian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1341658906950537616</id><published>2009-05-13T18:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:28:02.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Likes It!</title><content type='html'>This is my brother and sister-in-laws new great dane/st. bernard mix Marley.  I'm with Kaydence though, I don't think I would lick the sucker either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-339ecf9e4cf9701b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D339ecf9e4cf9701b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA2FCE2A233406DF0F8E63CC5FEFE6D20838B40F.38E61C1C436BD16FB3456852CFB868789FBDB834%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D339ecf9e4cf9701b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcLXRPqCa92LTHthP9qgqiYyAALs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D339ecf9e4cf9701b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA2FCE2A233406DF0F8E63CC5FEFE6D20838B40F.38E61C1C436BD16FB3456852CFB868789FBDB834%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D339ecf9e4cf9701b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcLXRPqCa92LTHthP9qgqiYyAALs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SgtJUjIRowI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vUeFq9BPXhA/s1600-h/bugandmarley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SgtJUjIRowI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vUeFq9BPXhA/s320/bugandmarley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335438800926647042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marley and Kaydence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1341658906950537616?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=339ecf9e4cf9701b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1341658906950537616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/05/puppy-likes-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1341658906950537616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1341658906950537616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/05/puppy-likes-it.html' title='Puppy Likes It!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SgtJUjIRowI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vUeFq9BPXhA/s72-c/bugandmarley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7368414405478244558</id><published>2009-04-24T06:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:58:02.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another video of my Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dcbee268de2863e3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcbee268de2863e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D523C29DC337B683C4045E7510F41C78B9714090A.2810D90010CE9A4852524B3A86AB7359D90B55B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcbee268de2863e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_PJs9IRdKYngYATEUKSbYrSIcNw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcbee268de2863e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D523C29DC337B683C4045E7510F41C78B9714090A.2810D90010CE9A4852524B3A86AB7359D90B55B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcbee268de2863e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_PJs9IRdKYngYATEUKSbYrSIcNw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Bug again.  Cody sent this to me last night.  She's saying high to everyone in the family.  There is a little butt shot and Vjj shot..sorry about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Starr is cute! Not Ugly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7368414405478244558?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dcbee268de2863e3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7368414405478244558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-video-of-my-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7368414405478244558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7368414405478244558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-video-of-my-bug.html' title='Another video of my Bug'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-6137635824828856843</id><published>2009-04-23T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:27:46.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bookswim.com/images_books/large/The_Pact_A_Love_Story-119187958711717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.bookswim.com/images_books/large/The_Pact_A_Love_Story-119187958711717.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I was talking to Ashley about Jodi Picoult books the other day.  They can be a tough read because of their controversy subjects, but at the same time, it's so real and neat to have an author who's not afraid to talk about an Amish girl accused of murder, a tragic school shooting, or teens who cut themselves to get rid of hurt and pain.  This book was no exception. &lt;br /&gt;      Emily and Chris have known each other since birth.  Chris was 3 weeks old when Emily was born.  Their mothers were best friends.  If Chris feel down, Emily got a bruise.  If Emily bumped her head, Chris would cry.  They had a connection, something special that not many people experience.  Their parents had always hoped they'd form a more serious relationship when they were old enough.  That happened when Chris and Emily were on a family vacation together when they were 14 and 15 years old.  The families couldn't be happier.  Chris and Emily were connected at the hip.  Once while eating lunch at McDonald's, chris dared Emily to go into the men's bathroom and stay there for a minute or two.  This led to a man doing things to Emily, that she should have told someone about, but never did.  chris never knew about what happened in the bathroom.  She did not deal with this event till a couple years later.  Something happened in Emily.  Something changed.  Her thought started to wonder...to suicide. &lt;br /&gt;      Obviously Chris was against this, but on the night Emily is found dead, Chris is found next to her body, alive.  He's convicted of murder, of the one woman he loved, who also happened to be 11 weeks pregnant.  Chris knew nothing of her pregnancy.  They go to trial, and Chris's attorney is trying to convince the jury that it was a double suicide pact gone bad.  Chris sits in prison for almost 9 months waiting for his trial.  The most surprising witness helping to defend Chris is... Emily's father.   He believes that there is no possible way Chris would murder his daughter. &lt;br /&gt;     In the end, we find out the Chris admits to killing Emily...because she asked him to.  Would you do the same?  If the person you loved so much asked you to end their life, to end their pain, would you do it?  If you knew they were hurting, but didn't know why, would you help them move on to another world?  Again, I'll say, this was a hard book to read because it talks about such a real event, and something I'm sure is hard for parents of teenagers to deal with, but Jodi Picoult does such a good job getting you connected to the characters and wanting to help save them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-6137635824828856843?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/6137635824828856843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/pact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6137635824828856843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/6137635824828856843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/pact.html' title='The Pact'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7107465452132337260</id><published>2009-04-23T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:01:27.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.vox.com/6a00e398a0ed8f000300e398f4759b0004-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 408px;" src="http://a3.vox.com/6a00e398a0ed8f000300e398f4759b0004-500pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Another Jodi Picoult book...another great story!  This story is about Katie, an Amish girl who'd been convicted of murder.  The murder of her child...thing is, she doesn't remember giving birth...and she's not married.  This is a major sin in the Amish community.  After appearing in court she's given and attorney, named Ellie.  Because Katie lives on her parent's farm and she's only 18, the judge decides she's not a flight risk and doens't have to wait in prison for her trial to start.  The kicker is, Ellie must stay on the farm till the trial starts to watch Katie since her parents have sort of disowned her.  Well her dad won't talk to her, and here mom wants to, but must follow her husband.  Ellie follows Katie to hangouts with her friends, to the pond on her parent's farm, anywhere Katie goes.  Ellie lives on the farm with Katie's family for quite some time.  She has to get permission from the judge and bishop of the community to have elctricity at least in one of the farms so she can do computer work. &lt;br /&gt;        Katie's brother, Jacob has already been banished from the Amish community for wanting to continue his education.  The Amish stop their education in the 8th grade.  Jacob used to hide books in and around the house so he could read without his parent's knowing.  Katie's mom used to send her once a month to Jacob's college.  Katie was not baptized yet, so she was allowed to speak to members of the banned Amish community like her brother.  While at the college, she meets one of Jacob's friends, Adam.  When Katie and Adam meet, something happens.  Katie's heart starts beating, Adam feels lost in Katie's eyes and beauty.  Needless to say, Adam and Katie form a connection with each other that goes farther than it should.  This is a great book.  Please try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7107465452132337260?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7107465452132337260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/plain-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7107465452132337260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7107465452132337260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/plain-truth.html' title='Plain Truth'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3199786237636764486</id><published>2009-04-06T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:17:47.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jodipicoult.com/images/second-glance-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 451px;" src="http://www.jodipicoult.com/images/second-glance-lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This book was very different from her other books.  I enjoyed it though.  Ashley told me it was about ghosts which I know a lot of people don't believe in, but I've believed in ghosts for as long as I can remember.  It comes from my grandpa.  He was always telling me stories from his childhood and life about ghosts.  My dad has also shared stories with me to validate what my grandpa said.  I also enjoy the show &lt;a href="http://www.scifi.com/ghosthunters/"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/a&gt; on Wednesday nights at 9 on SciFi.  There are some things on that show that just can't be explained other than paranormal activity.  Anyway, the book was pretty interesting.  Ross is a paranormal investigator, searching for the lost soul/ghost of his fiance, Aimee. He comes back to visit his sister and nephew.  He's had a very hard few years.  He was engaged and the fiance died in a car crash they were both involved in.  While in his sister's hometown he meets a woman, Lia who he ends up falling for.  He feels guilty about this because he hasn't loved anyone or tried to open his heart to anyone else since Aimee.  Come to find out Lia is actually the ghost of a young woman who killed herself when she  thought her newborn baby had died.  She's haunting a piece of land, looking for her lost child where her husband, who is now in his 80s or 90s, has sold it to have a strip mall built on it.  There were also some surprising twists in the book that I thought were very creative.  If you've got an open mind and you're willing to try a different story, I strongly suggest this book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3199786237636764486?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3199786237636764486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-glance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3199786237636764486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3199786237636764486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-glance.html' title='Second Glance'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4902195437786249882</id><published>2009-04-06T16:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:58:20.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jodipicoult.com/images/covers/perfect-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 473px;" src="http://www.jodipicoult.com/images/covers/perfect-400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I have to admit, this book was a little hard to read. It's about a little boy who has been molested by a priest and the struggles the parents go through.  Nina, the mother of Nathan, obviously has a very hard time with the sexual assault that has happened to her son.  Nina is a full time district attorney who prosecutes child molesters every day.  On the day of court for the man being prosecuted for molesting Nathan, Nina walks into the courtroom late.  As they are reading the rights to the priest, Nina walks up to him and shoots him in the face killing him in front the judge, a jury, and her husband.  Of course there is proof that she did it.  There are all kinds of witnesses in the court room that day along with news station cameras.  So now, Nina needs to find someone to defend her.  And when it comes to DNA tests and results, the man Nina shot, did not inflict any harm to her child.  Should she go to jail for shooting a man who she thought did something so wrong to her child?  How far would you go in the name of love-and justice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4902195437786249882?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4902195437786249882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4902195437786249882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4902195437786249882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfect-match.html' title='Perfect Match'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2351613829304768794</id><published>2009-04-01T21:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:57:20.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Bug</title><content type='html'>Here are some videos of Kaydence from Gatlinburg.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a75c6c3bf3cdf0f7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c6c2fa649e4e55c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2351613829304768794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-my-bug.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2351613829304768794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2351613829304768794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-my-bug.html' title='I love my Bug'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4881229676121101594</id><published>2009-04-01T21:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:27:23.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Brooke and Clay!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to throw a shout out to Brooke and Clay and say congrats on getting married!!  The wedding was a blast! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQTYcKEFdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ki7sEFaQn-k/s1600-h/P1050310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQTYcKEFdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ki7sEFaQn-k/s320/P1050310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319898370427590098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Brooke and Nicole before the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQTzBmWH_I/AAAAAAAAADA/7LBhFehn2eU/s1600-h/P1050382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQTzBmWH_I/AAAAAAAAADA/7LBhFehn2eU/s320/P1050382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319898827154923506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the girls: Maria, Shana, Angie, Me and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQUMrZeUpI/AAAAAAAAADI/0Ljh-FRQ220/s1600-h/P1050313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQUMrZeUpI/AAAAAAAAADI/0Ljh-FRQ220/s320/P1050313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319899267871953554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4881229676121101594?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4881229676121101594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/congrats-brooke-and-clay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4881229676121101594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4881229676121101594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/04/congrats-brooke-and-clay.html' title='Congrats Brooke and Clay!!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SdQTYcKEFdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Ki7sEFaQn-k/s72-c/P1050310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1036785575960219567</id><published>2009-03-25T12:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:08:03.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatlinburg Trip</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went to Gatlinburg with my family.  Since my brother's homecoming from Iraq he wanted everyone to take a weekend and go there together.  We had a blast.  It was loud since there were 5 kids under the age of six there and the 4 oldest don't know the meaning of the word quiet or whisper, but it was also interesting.  I let my uncle have the extra bedroom, which worked out since he could have all his grandkids sleep with him, which Mike and I were on the pullout couch in the living room.  So that means when the kids got up for breakfast, we got up too.  I'm not much of a morning person, but got up at 8 both mornings.  Saturday morning we got up, my uncle made everyone breakfast which included biscuits, gravy, bacon, hasbrowns, omelets, and sausage.  Needless to say we were pretty stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all go ready and were out the door by about 11:45, which is pretty good for 17 people.  Half of the people went to the Ripley's Aquarium, all the kids did, and Me, Rachel, Chad (Cody's friend), and cousin walked around downtown Gatlinburg.  About 1:30 we drove back to Pigeon Forge and headed to Go-carts.  I'm not much of a go-cart rider and it was $8 for one ride on one track, so I passed and told Mike to do it.  I also sat with Megan since she's 7 months pregnant and can't ride them either.  At 2:30 we headed over to Dixie Stampede and got ready for the show.  It didn't start till 4:00 but there was a pre-show and everthing.  The kids absolutely loved it.  My cousin's little girl didn't touch a thing on her plate because she was so enthralled with everything that was going on.  I had to keep reminding Amerika to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to the cabin and relaxed for a bit.  I had a big headache so I laid around for a bit until Megan said she needed to go to Walmart.  So we got in the car and ended up taking a long scenic route with a few wrong turns, but we eventually made it there.  Came back and played some games like Clue, then we played to rounds of Charades.  Found out after we left on Sunday night one of the Charades Rachel had to do was Pussycat Dolls.  I can only imagine how that went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we all went out and got an old time photo.  Which took forever.  I have never been to a place slower than the one we went to.  It was horrible!!!  I wanted to pull my hair out.  After the photo, Mike and I headed to the outlet mall.  I became a little happier.  The only store I really wanted to hit was GAP.  I got some cute clothes.  Two cardigans, two tank tops, a skirt, and a dress.  And I wanted Mike to look for a suit.  We ended up with a suit, 2 dress shirts, and 2 ties for $180!!!  He picked out one shirt and tie and I picked out the other.    I'm excited to see him in it this weekend for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was so nice to see everyone and spend time with them.  I love spending time with my cousin.  We get along so well and just understand each other.  We've gotten pretty close over the years so it's nice to have someone I can connect to like that.  We're talking about going to Vegas this summer with our husbands for a little trip.  Should be fun.  And because her husband works for an airline we can get cheap cheap plane tickets!! :)  And I LOVED LOVED LOVED seeing my bug.  She is my absolutel world.  I wonder sometimes that if I love her that much, how much am I going to love my own kid.  I also am glad I got to see my brother since I hadn't seen him since like August.  I am so proud of him for serving our country.  Here are some pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scph_2FyHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/QfOXk4HHf9s/s1600-h/P1050054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scph_2FyHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/QfOXk4HHf9s/s320/P1050054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317170059543715234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaydence in her tutu I made her and the leotard I bought for her too.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpiW5qV0JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9AeA-Ea8QI0/s1600-h/P1050061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpiW5qV0JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9AeA-Ea8QI0/s200/P1050061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317170455639347346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids: Aliseah, Kaydence, Trapper, Amerika, Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scpi0Gr4rEI/AAAAAAAAACY/zfcGmNzTMSo/s1600-h/P1050100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scpi0Gr4rEI/AAAAAAAAACY/zfcGmNzTMSo/s320/P1050100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317170957351693378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaydence swimming with Cody.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpjISpFDcI/AAAAAAAAACg/5yj4tKU8G08/s1600-h/P1050122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpjISpFDcI/AAAAAAAAACg/5yj4tKU8G08/s320/P1050122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317171304158531010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bug sitting outside Ripley's Aquarium.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpjgJijKvI/AAAAAAAAACo/WBioj7pZHzA/s1600-h/P1050140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/ScpjgJijKvI/AAAAAAAAACo/WBioj7pZHzA/s320/P1050140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317171714032085746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the Bug.  Love that smile!!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scpj4cZtICI/AAAAAAAAACw/hPgZSq1MYU4/s1600-h/P1050142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scpj4cZtICI/AAAAAAAAACw/hPgZSq1MYU4/s320/P1050142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317172131412123682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of my favs...two extremes...we've got a pouter, and a smiley face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1036785575960219567?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1036785575960219567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/gatlinburg-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1036785575960219567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1036785575960219567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/gatlinburg-trip.html' title='Gatlinburg Trip'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/Scph_2FyHaI/AAAAAAAAACI/QfOXk4HHf9s/s72-c/P1050054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-3206272594877804312</id><published>2009-03-11T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:25:01.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nineteen Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.vox.com/6a00cdf3a152b7cb8f00fae8e6e82b000b-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 303px;" src="http://a3.vox.com/6a00cdf3a152b7cb8f00fae8e6e82b000b-500pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Ashley got me hooked on this author.  She's more of a serious read than I'm used to, but still very good.  This book kind of got to me.  It's about a boy who gets bullied for 12 years of his school career and then ends up going into the school one day and shooting some of his classmates and teachers in 19 minutes.  The more I got into the book, the more I got angry for both sides it was taking.  I'm a big advocate of anti-bullying, so I felt really bad for Peter for being bullied all the time.  There was even one instance in high school his junior year, that the group of "popular kids" come up behind him in the cafeteria and depants him, including his underwear.  I can only imagine the humiliation.  On top of that it's in front of his love interest, Josie (also a friend since birth until peer pressure gets to her and she goes to the popular crowd.)  So on one side I'm thinking, these kids are just mean and how can no one be doing anything to stop this bullying which is clearly taking a toll on Peter, but on the other side I'm thinking...seriously, how could you go into your high school and shoot randomly at students, some of who he didn't even know all because of some stupid classmates. &lt;br /&gt;       It also got me thinking from a parent's point of view.  Although I'm not a mom yet, I can only imagine what Peter's mom and dad are thinking.  His dad is actually the one who showed him how to use a gun and used to take him hunting with him.  Is he the reason Peter did this with a mixture of the bullying?  Did his mom not pay enough attention to him growing up?  He also had an older brother Joey, who he just couldn't quite live up to in his parent's eyes.  Is this the reason Peter went on a rampage?  To show people that he could live up to expectations and be in charge of something?&lt;br /&gt;    If you're in the mood for a book that makes you think and really feel the characters I recommend this book and any other by this author.  She also put some  interesting websites in the back I think you should check out.  The first one is &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15111438"&gt;10 myths about school shootings&lt;/a&gt;.  The next one is a&lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/ipa/A0777958.html"&gt; timeline of school shootings&lt;/a&gt; since 1996.  It includes some from other countries too.  There also happened to be a school shooting just today in Germany.  The last webiste is an &lt;a href="http://stopbullyingnow.hrsa.gov/index.asp?area=main"&gt;antibullying website&lt;/a&gt; designed by and for kids and teens.  I think that's one of the greatest things you can do is really get the students involved in the antibullying process so that they can be held accountable for their actions.  I'm not saying it will help all students, because there's always going to be that one or two who don't care. &lt;br /&gt;   If you were in Peter's position what would you have done?  He told teachers, but nothing was ever done.  Sometimes it makes it worse.  The person who is bullying finds out he's been told on and then retaliates against their enemy more.  How would you have felt if you were Peter's parents?  Would you blame it on yourself or their surroundings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-3206272594877804312?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/3206272594877804312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/nineteen-minutes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3206272594877804312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/3206272594877804312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/nineteen-minutes.html' title='Nineteen Minutes'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1906506942105247737</id><published>2009-03-08T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:58:30.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Bug</title><content type='html'>I had to post this video of Kaydence.  I made her this tutu for her birthday and my brother got a little video of her dancing.  I can't wait to see her in about a week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37a8cfc6176900c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37a8cfc6176900c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6835E280E43D377AE5B92BE9ACF8C4B50F7F284C.56F53A7CC65E1D6DD4A2BCB6603693A01E0BE9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37a8cfc6176900c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_MnRRBAw_VGCQ4DyHFJki1YexM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37a8cfc6176900c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331786617%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6835E280E43D377AE5B92BE9ACF8C4B50F7F284C.56F53A7CC65E1D6DD4A2BCB6603693A01E0BE9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37a8cfc6176900c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_MnRRBAw_VGCQ4DyHFJki1YexM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1906506942105247737?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=37a8cfc6176900c5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1906506942105247737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-bug.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1906506942105247737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1906506942105247737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-bug.html' title='The Birthday Bug'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-357365140366963607</id><published>2009-02-26T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:06:23.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Loopy...</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh!!  My friend sent me this link to this video and I am laughing so hard I am crying, like literally tears are streaming down my cheeks...check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-357365140366963607?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/357365140366963607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-loopy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/357365140366963607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/357365140366963607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-loopy.html' title='A little Loopy...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-2941475448075102259</id><published>2009-02-16T21:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:06:16.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know, it's been a while since I've been on here.  But I have a perfectly good explanation...I've been re-reading New Moon from the Twilight series.  I reread Twilight (the 1st book) before the movie came out...and after I read a few other books, I decided it was time to go to New Moon.  There are not enough words to explain how I feel about Twilight.  &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;Stephanie Meyer&lt;/a&gt; is a genius!!  Thanks to Maria for getting me hooked onto Twilight.  I know this sounds horrible, but I read through the first 2 books on my honeymoon.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1300000/Twilight-Series-Covers-twilight-series-1381301-956-360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 116px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1300000/Twilight-Series-Covers-twilight-series-1381301-956-360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the basic story of New Moon is that Edward finally realizes how dangerous it is for Bella to be around his family.  Especially Jasper who is still new to the "vegetarian" life style of a vampire.  So Edward decides to tell Bella his family is leaving and that he doesn't want to be with her anymore.  Of course Bella is devastated and doesn't know what to do with her life.  Bella kind of walks around like a zombie for a while, until she starts to hang out with Jacob, an old family friend.  She starts to laugh and smile again.  She also realizes that when she's doing something stupid and dangerous (the one request Edward made to Bella not to do), she can hear Edward's voice.  So she has Jacob rebuild some motor cycles and teach her to ride.  She wants Jacob to take her cliff diving.  All the while, Jacob is turning into a werewolf...yes, that right a werewolf.  Not only does she hang out with vampires, but werewolves too.  Well Bella decides to go cliff diving without Jacob and this gets back to Edward, but Edward is told she did this to commit suicide.  Edward is crushed and heads to Italy to see the Volteri, who are the leader vampires.  He once told Bella you only make them mad if you want to die.  So that's what he's planning on doing until Alice and Bella go there to save him.  The Volteri find out about Bella being human and being with Edward and his family and make Edward promise that Bella will soon become a vampire so their secret is still safe.  Of course, Bella is all for this, Edward, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started Eclipse again as well, and I'll be posting on that book as soon as I'm done.  And for the record I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/021908_twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 268px;" src="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/021908_twilight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Cullen Family&lt;br /&gt;(from left to right: Emmit, Rosalie, Esme, Edward, Carlisle, Alice, and Jasper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1GbukZnl1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1GbukZnl1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trailer for Twilight...comes out on DVD March 21st!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-2941475448075102259?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/2941475448075102259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2941475448075102259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/2941475448075102259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5697925591484864785</id><published>2009-02-05T15:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:06:27.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plum Spooky</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes you get up in the morning and you know it's going to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of those days&lt;/span&gt;.  No toothpaste left in the tube, no toilet paper on the cardboard roll, hot water cuts out halfway through your shower, and someone's left a monkey on your doorstep." (Stephanie Plum-bounty hunter and main character of the Plum novels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.evanovich.com/images/plum_spookycover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.evanovich.com/images/plum_spookycover.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And let me just say it's not just any monkey, but a monkey that eats pizza and flips you off if he's angry.  Man I love &lt;a href="http://www.evanovich.com/"&gt;Janet Evanovich&lt;/a&gt;.  Her stories are absolutely hilarious!!  I started reading her books two summers ago when the woman I babysat for reccommended them.  Have you ever heard of the Stephanie Plum novels?  One for the money, Two for the Dough, Three to get Deadly?...all the way to Fearless Fourteen.  I've read all of them.  Along with "Between the numbers (mentioned before) novels like Plum Spooky.  Stephanie Plum is in her late 20's early 30's.  And she's a bounty hunter.  Her sidekick is a used to be ho, her on again off again boyfriend is one pf Trenton, NJ's finest (and HOTTEST) cops, her cousin Vinny is her boss, her grandma is an 80 year old woman stuck in a 18 year olds body and shops at the Gap, and fellow bounty hunter Ranger makes her tingle from head to toe...in a good, good way.  As you can see, Stephanie Plum is not your average woman, leading an average life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This book is about a man named Martin Munch who has a doctorates degree in Quantum physics, and Wulf Grimoire, a world wanderer.  Wulf has chosen Munch as his new business partner in hopes of creating a machine/magnetometer that can change the weather, which will then help them gain world domincation.  Stephanie is after Munch, mostly to get paid and make her cousin Vinny happy.  Her other sidekick in this story is Diesel, an incredibly handsome guy who trys harder and harder everyday to get Stephanie in bed with  him.  Well actually he sleeps in the same bed with her, after she repeatidly tells him not to.  It doens't help to lock the doors because Diesel is an "unmentionable' and can open locks and start cars without a key.  This book covers the adventures of Stephanie and Deisel, and sometimes Lula (the ho sidekick, who is described as a plus size woman who fits her body in petite clothes, if you can picture it) and the things they go through to capture Munch and Wulf.  Oh and there are lots of monkeys involved in this story.  And a man who is called Elmer the fire farter...take a wild guess at his talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I reccommend this book and ANY Janet Evanovich book.  They will be an easy read and filled with great laughs.  Thanks to Mike for getting me this book!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5697925591484864785?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5697925591484864785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/plum-spooky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5697925591484864785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5697925591484864785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/plum-spooky.html' title='Plum Spooky'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4349501974353610775</id><published>2009-02-03T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:17:47.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine Brides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://carlaspathways.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/mainebrides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 175px;" src="http://carlaspathways.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/mainebrides.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    My friend Amanda got me this book along with one other for Christmas.  She knows me so well.  I think I more excited about books than anything else.  It's sad I know.  Anyway, it's got 3 short stories in it about 3 women from Maine and how they end up becoming brides.  There are a lot of Christian principles in the book as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The first story is called The Prisoner's Wife and takes place in 1720.  And it's about a girl named Lucy who loves and has always loved Jack Hunter, but put her feelings aside to obey her father.  Jack Hunter's dad was a bad man in their town of Maine and did all kinds of things wrong.  One morning they find a man in the town murdered with Jack's ax by his dead body.  Jack is taken to jail and calls on Lucy to come to the jail even though they have not spoken in 4 years.  Jack finds out that if he is hanged by the town, then his farm and everything he's worked hard for (hoping the town would forget the doings of his father) will be sold to anyone who wants the land and house.  Jack does not want this to happen and asks Lucy to marry him so that the farm and everything that he owns will go to Lucy.  The story continues with Lucy's struggles as the wife of a man in prison for a crime he didn't commit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The second story is called The Castaway's Bride and takes place in 1820.  This story is about a man named Edward (this name holds a special place in my heart) who's ship wrecked 5 years earlier.  He has been on an abandoned island until one day another ship ends up stopping there and brings him back to his hometown in Maine.  He was engaged to Abigail before he left.  When he comes back home he doesn't necessarily expect to find her still pining for him, but he also doesn't expect to find what he does...that she's now engaged to his cousin, Jacob.  Abigail's sister Deborah, stands up for Edward and says that Abigail had  promised her heart to Edward before he left, but didn't expect to fall in love with Edward herself.  Neither Edward or Deborah have expected these feelings to arise and this story talks about their struggles and how they eventually overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The last story is called The Lumberjack's Lady and takes place in 1895.  Etienne LeClair, a french man from a town outside of Quebec, works for Mr. Hunter at a camp for lumberjacks who cut down wood to sell to others who need it to build.  He hears a woman scream and runs to find Mr. Hunter's daughter Letitia in the water of a frozen pond.  He rescues her, and is then offered a job at Mr. Hunter's office helping with orders from patrons in town and taking notes when Mr. Hunter has meetings.  Letitia can't help but have feelings for her rescuer, but knows her father would not approve since Etienne's social class is well below hers.  They end up working together everyday in Mr. Hunter's office and the fondenss they have for each other continues to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   These love stories were a nice change of pace of reading.  I've got another book to read just like this one that I'll be pouring in to after I read my new Stephanie Plum novel I got in the mail today.  I'm so excited.  I love the Plum novels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If you ever want to borrow a book to read that catches your interest, please let me know and I'd be glad to get it to you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4349501974353610775?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4349501974353610775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/maine-brides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4349501974353610775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4349501974353610775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/02/maine-brides.html' title='Maine Brides'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8439771352209391421</id><published>2009-01-31T11:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:40:42.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love My Husband...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYR7Lvf8efI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g4LKMmQJZ9I/s1600-h/our+first+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYR7Lvf8efI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g4LKMmQJZ9I/s200/our+first+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297494503353776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first picture Mike and I ever took together.  I love it cause you can see his one cute dimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where we met -We met at Scott County Park one October day.  I was walking Starr and he was running/walking around the walking track and decided to strike up conversation.  The rest is history from there.&lt;br /&gt;2. Our first date -We hung out for about a week at each other's apartments before our first official date.  We walked around the mall for a bit and then went to eat at Texas Roadhouse. We went to a movie too, but neither of us remembers what we saw. I remember what I wore though!!&lt;br /&gt;3. How long did we date before we were married? -1 year and 9 months&lt;br /&gt;4. How long have been hitched? - 6 months&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite feature -His eyes (love them) and that one tiny cute dimple mentioned from above.&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite quality -How laid back he is, and his ability to let things roll of his back.  I think I've gotten a little more laid back as time passes, but I have a hard time letting things go sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;7. His nickname for me -nothing specific, just babe, baby, honey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSBcu3wq2I/AAAAAAAAABY/8EfG2midns4/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSBcu3wq2I/AAAAAAAAABY/8EfG2midns4/s200/halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297501392312773474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSBm01ENtI/AAAAAAAAABg/czh2sQtXHmk/s1600-h/ice+skating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSBm01ENtI/AAAAAAAAABg/czh2sQtXHmk/s200/ice+skating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297501565710776018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His favorite color - I'm gonna say UK Blue.&lt;br /&gt;9. His favorite sport - Football and probably UK basketball.  He can watch other teams, but he enjoys his Cowboys and Wildcats.  If you consider karate a sport, then he loves that too.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who said I love you first -He did.  We'd been together a little over 3 months.  I was sick and had just taken Ny-Quil before we went to bed.  I was pretty close to falling asleep and all Ny-Quiled up, when he lifted the pillow off my head that I sleep with every night and whispered I love you in my ear.  It was like a dream, I wasn't sure it had really happened.  So of course I said it back, we snuggled for a minute, and then I fell asleep cause the Ny-Quil had finally kicked in.&lt;br /&gt;11. Our first kiss, when and where - It was one of the nights we were hanging out at my apartment the first week we met...before our first official date.  It was so nice...&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite couple thing to do - We used to cuddle on the couch every Sunday during football season and watch football, but our couch isn't big enough anymore for both of us to lay down together.  I think one of my favorite couple things to do since it doesn't happen very often is when we actually go to bed at the same time, we sit up and talk for a while just about anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;13. His hidden talent - Most people don't know he's great at martial arts.  He took a special type called Shaolin for 6 years.  He wants to get back into it...so I'm just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;14. His favorite music -He can honestly listen to just about anything, just like me.  But he loves groups like Disturbed, Slipnot, Metallica, Shinedown...the list could really go one, but those are some of his favorites.&lt;br /&gt;15. What I admire most about him -He loves life and doesn't let anything get in the way, even if I'm in a bad mood, he knows exactly what to do to pick me up (feed me or let me nap) and we're back on track.  And even though I think his car stuff he does is a waste of money, at least he's passionate about something.  Very passionate in fact...just ask our friends...&lt;br /&gt;16. His favorite pastime -playing video games.  I can hear him late at night yelling at the tv.  Oh and racing his car during the summer months.  He'd do it every night if they let him.  For some reason his car is just not fast enough...&lt;br /&gt;17. Will he read this - well he doesn't have a blog, but I'll let him read it once he gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSEDt7NZ6I/AAAAAAAAABo/akDCkSr_Nhc/s1600-h/P1040133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSEDt7NZ6I/AAAAAAAAABo/akDCkSr_Nhc/s200/P1040133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297504261096957858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSEnAH772I/AAAAAAAAABw/_fvwf_MpJCM/s1600-h/P1040712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYSEnAH772I/AAAAAAAAABw/_fvwf_MpJCM/s200/P1040712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297504867277598562" 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/3351518427174761051-8439771352209391421?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8439771352209391421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-i-love-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8439771352209391421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8439771352209391421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-i-love-my-husband.html' title='Why I Love My Husband...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SYR7Lvf8efI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g4LKMmQJZ9I/s72-c/our+first+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-7913300827501895544</id><published>2009-01-28T20:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:09:30.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Bombs</title><content type='html'>Now, I know this isn't about a book, but I'm trying to plug in my cousin's business.  She has started making what she calls bath bombs.  What is a bath bomb you may ask...well here's your answer straight from her website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;What is a bath bomb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bath bombs are traditionally round or ball shaped.  Bath bombs are a popular spa product that after dropped into a tub of water fizz and dissolve away all while giving off a delicate aroma to relax you and relieve stress and muscle tension.  They also moisturize your skin and leave you with a silky smooth feeling.  Bath bombs have a huge variety of health benefits as well by using herbal remedies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        She can basically make anything you want.  On her website there are regular bath bombs that smell like different flavors such as spring flowers, coconut,  and even sugar cookies...yum!  There are also Herbal bath bombs.  To help cure a cold  or the flu, aches and insomnia, even a cough or sore throat.  I think one of my favorites are the bath bombs in the shape of cupcakes.  They look so real.  I'd be careful giving them to a child or explain to them that is it not real.  My parents made that mistake one time when they gave me some soap that looked like a hostess cake.  Took a big bite of that in the bath tub and learned the hard way that it was not chocolate.  There are also bath bombs shaped like rocks, ducks, and frogs for the little ones.  Right now there are special valentine bath bombs, and they are super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm thinking they'd be great as gifts at bridal or baby showers for games, or just small favors for the people there.  In March I'll be helping throw a lingeri e shower and I'll be hosting a bachelorette party for a very close friend.  I'm definitely going to be buying some bath bombs as prizes and party favors.  Now if there's something you want and don't see it on her website, use the contact page and ask if there's any way to get a mold of the shape you want.  For example, throwing a bridal shower, maybe there's a mold of a bride and groom, maybe there's a mold of the male anatomy part.  Seriously, if it's out there, Trisha can find it and make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the website at &lt;a href="http://www.beyondthebomb.com/"&gt;http://www.beyondthebomb.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bathdeli.net/db5/00454/bathdeli.net/_uimages/Bath_Bomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 114px;" src="http://bathdeli.net/db5/00454/bathdeli.net/_uimages/Bath_Bomb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ancientwisdom.biz/pics/jbb-20_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 118px;" src="http://www.ancientwisdom.biz/pics/jbb-20_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-7913300827501895544?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/7913300827501895544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/bath-bombs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7913300827501895544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/7913300827501895544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/bath-bombs.html' title='Bath Bombs'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1973776700042821419</id><published>2009-01-24T22:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:30:36.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hs-staffserver.stjames.k12.mn.us/%7Eschbre/2004-2005%20Websites/Rachel/images/sly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 460px;" src="http://hs-staffserver.stjames.k12.mn.us/%7Eschbre/2004-2005%20Websites/Rachel/images/sly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Well I went book shopping with Nicole one day, specifically going to get Marley and Me and Confessions of a Shopaholic, and we stumbled upon Sarah Dessen.  I had never heard of her and neither had Nicole.  There were about 6 books to choose from.  I like trying new books and authors so I grabbed this one, just to see what it would be about.  And first of all I should have looked at the back a little bit closer.  She's a very popular author, but for young adults.  And I guess I'm sort of a young adult, but then again I'm not.  But then again, Twilight was written for Young Adults, and I absolutely love those.  Anyway, it's a good book, a very easy read.  I guess I have mixed feelings.  I guess just because I just got finished reading Marley and Confessions, this one felt dumbed down to me.  It's about Halley (like the comet) and her best friend Scarlett and their junior year of high school.  Halley gets a call whie she's away at summer camp, that the guy, Michael, Scarlett saw all summer has just died in a motercycle crash.  Then Scarlett finds out she's pregnant with Michael's child.  It's about the meanness of high school girls, which still makes my skin boil.  What they say about Scarlett when they find out she's pregnant.  Meanwhile, Halley starts dating Michael's best friend Macon.  He's quite a bit different than she is.  He's a rebel, misses class, drinks, smokes pot, everything Halley doesn't do.  He pressures her into sex, which she goes back and forth on, since she knows what the consequence could be...i.e. Scarlett + Michael = pregnant.  All in all, it's a decent book.  I mean it only took me like 3 days to read...so if you're looking for something quick, this is the book for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1973776700042821419?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1973776700042821419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-like-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1973776700042821419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1973776700042821419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-like-you.html' title='Someone Like You...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-4663842043175371569</id><published>2009-01-22T15:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:08:58.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 495px;" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/confessions_of_a_shopaholic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I have to say, this book reminded me a little of myself.  Now I'm not in debt by any means because of my shopping, but I can be a little obsessed with buy clothes like Rebecca is in the book.  Rebecca Bloomwood can't seem to stop buy clothes, shoes, moisturizers...you name it, she wants it.  She's getting hounded by the bank and credit card companies.  Phone call after phone call from companies wanting her to pay off her credit card and her overdraft from the bank.  Again, I've never had to deal with this myself, but I can imagine how easy it is to get there.  I have a little bit more self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/users/3/32431/29_2007/prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 132px;" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/users/3/32431/29_2007/prada.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gucciweb.com/images/Gucci.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 120px;" src="http://www.gucciweb.com/images/Gucci.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb77/inna_ua/120292450722554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 105px;" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb77/inna_ua/120292450722554.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.chron.com/blogs/shopgirl/archives/coach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 102px;" src="http://images.chron.com/blogs/shopgirl/archives/coach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The ironic thing about Rebecca is that she works for a magazine that gives advice on money.  How to spend it, what to spend it on, when people should invest, and so on.  People call her a financial expert.  Little do they know, she has her own big problems with money.  She comes up with stories on how to avoid paying back money to the bank...her dog has died, she broke her leg, her aunt just died and left her some money, but the money isn't in yet.  She tries looking for a second job, and puts on her resume that she speaks finnish.  Well come to find out, there's a bank looking for someone who speaks finnish to join their company.  The owner starts talking to her and Rebecca has no idea what to do, so she just runs.  She also tries making frames for a company that sends them to you to be made, you send them back, and get a paycheck a couple weeks later.  Only, she's really bad at making the frames...and I mean really bad.&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoy clothes, shopping, or just a good laugh, you'll love this book.  There's a bit of romance at the end for those of you that need a little love.  I look forward to trying &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/bantamdell/kinsella/books/"&gt;Sophie Kinsella's&lt;/a&gt; other books such as: Remember Me, Shopaholic and Baby, The Undomestic Goddess, Shopaholic and Sister, Can You Keep a Secret?, Shopaholic Ties the Knot, and Shopaholic Takes Manhatten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with the preview of Confessions of a Shopaholic which comes out February 13th.  I'm defintely going to go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5muyAz5DYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5muyAz5DYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-4663842043175371569?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/4663842043175371569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions-of-shopaholic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4663842043175371569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/4663842043175371569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions-of-shopaholic.html' title='Confessions of a Shopaholic'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-8988576760756542987</id><published>2009-01-19T12:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:40:04.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/marleyme.jpg"&gt;"We could have bought a small yacht with what we spent on our dog and all the things he destroyed. Then again, how many yachts wait by the door all day for your return? How many live for the moment they can climb in your lap or ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/marleyme.jpg"&gt; down the hill with you on a toboggan, licking your face?" (John Grogan: author of Marley and Me)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/marleyme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 128px;" src="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/marleyme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/060123/060123_marleyandme_vmed_230p.widec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 149px;" src="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photos/060123/060123_marleyandme_vmed_230p.widec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Now seriously, how can you say No to that face.  I just finished Marley and Me.  What a great book.  Mike and I had seen the movie few weeks ago before I ever read the book.  I recommend both the book and the movie.  But be prepared, because you will cry.  There is no doubt about it.  I had no idea what was going to happen.  In the movie, all you see is funny scenes, so you think it's going to be all happy throughout the whole movie.  Boy was I wrong...I cried for the last 30 minutes of the movie.  And I even knew what was coming when I read the book, and I still cried!  John Grogan does an amazing job of describing Marley and the things he does and gets into.  Marley is an interesting dog.  He is terrified of thunderstorms and has to be given tranquilizers before a storm hits or else he goes crazy.  It's even worse when a storm hits without John and Jenny knowing while they're at work and come home to find the dry wall, yes the dry wall in the garage torn away from Marley chewing and scratching during the storm.  Marley gets expelled from obedience training...how many dogs can claim that?  Even through all the destruction, he is still Man's Best Friend. &lt;br /&gt;        I am quite the dog lover myself.  My family has always had dogs growing up.  George and Snowdrop were my pals growing up.  George was put to sleep when I was in 5th grade and Snowdrop when I was in 7th.  Then there was Muppet and Moose.  Moose died in 2006 from seizures, and Muppet was just recently put to sleep.  Now my parents have Mako and Mallie.  And I've got Starr.  I just love the way dogs are excited to see you.  Now matter how many times you walk through that door.  I love the way they play when they are puppies...even if there are 3 pairs of shoes chewed up, or bite marks on the dining table and chairs.  (Not pointing any fingers Starr...) The uncoditional love they give you is worth it. &lt;br /&gt;     Like I said before I highly recommend reading the book, and watching the movie.  There are some good laughs.  I think my favorite line in the book is when the family moves to Pennsylvania and one of the sons is disappointed and crying because, "there's supposed to be pencils in Pennsylvania."  There are even pictures of Marley and his family in the book. &lt;br /&gt;   For more information you can visit John Grogan's &lt;a href="http://www.johngroganbooks.com/blog/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  There you can read about his children's books he's written, read his blog, and even look at pictures of the real Marly.  Or if you have any funny pet stories, you can post them there too.  I'm leaving you with the movie trailer from Marley and Me.  Get ready for some good laughs and shedding tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=10232836&amp;amp;vid=3724392&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video02/3724392_rnd0f8658dc_18.jpg&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=10232836&amp;amp;vid=3724392&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video02/3724392_rnd0f8658dc_18.jpg&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/3724392/10232836"&gt;&amp;#39;Marley And Me&amp;#39; Theatrical Trailer&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com"&gt;Yahoo! Video&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/3351518427174761051-8988576760756542987?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/8988576760756542987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/marley-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8988576760756542987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/8988576760756542987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/marley-and-me.html' title='Marley and Me'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1856005272910225870</id><published>2009-01-16T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:23:03.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://learn.bowdoin.edu/italian/dante/tenth-circle-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 255px;" src="http://learn.bowdoin.edu/italian/dante/tenth-circle-400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shana let me borrow this book and let me tell you, I couldn't put it down.  It's not what I had imagined, but it was so good.  You could feel the emotions of each and every character.  The book is about a close relationship between a father and daughter.  Which touched an extra special place in my heart since I'm so close to my dad.  Daniel Stone is a comic book artist, his wife Laura teaches college and is also sleeping with one of her students, their daughter Trixie is a freshman in high school, in love with her boyfriend Jason who is a junior.  One night Jason decides to call it quits, which devastates Trixie and she turns to cutting herself.  Her best friend has a little get together one night and they conspire ways of Trixie getting back together with Jason.  She's supposed to make him jealous.  Trixie starts drinking and flirting with everyone but Jason.  Near the end of the party, everyone has left but Trixie, her best friend, Jason and Jason's best friend.  Trixie ends up making a fool of herself and runs to the bathroom.  Jason goes after her to make sure she's ok.  Then you're thrown into a scene where Daniel finds Trixie in the bathroom, her clothes torn, make up running down her face, and crying.  "He raped me" Trixie says, and it's all Daniel can do to not rip the head off the boy who's hurt his daughter so much.  This book is mostly about Trixie's struggle with what she's told the police and her parents about the relationship between her and Jason.  Daniel's struggle with the man he used to be, someone dangerous and based upon revenge, not someone a father should be, but he wants to protect his daughter from any harm.  It really makes you think about what you would do if you ended up in the same position, whether you were Trixie, Laura, or even Daniel.  Would you get revenge like Daniel wants to to protect your daughter knowing you could end up in jail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1856005272910225870?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1856005272910225870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/shana-let-me-borrow-this-book-and-let.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1856005272910225870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1856005272910225870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/shana-let-me-borrow-this-book-and-let.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-5912722680571373277</id><published>2009-01-14T14:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:05:05.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And baby makes four...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW5EOYszU3I/AAAAAAAAABI/wP_3UKHh0UE/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW5EOYszU3I/AAAAAAAAABI/wP_3UKHh0UE/s400/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291241626146132850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out today that my brother and sister-in-law are going to have a little boy!!  Right now, the name they're agreeing on is Carson Lee Bryan.  Now Megan isn't all about the Cody, Carson, Kaydence, hard C's, but I think it's growing on her.  When I asked her what Kaydence thought, she said Kaydence just looked at her and said "No sister."  My brother comes home from Iraq in about a month and then they can really start planning andd buying.  It's a little weird to think that my 20 year old brother will have 2 kids, but I love my little bug so I know I'll love little Carson the same.  Now I just have to think of a nickname for him too.  Little Carson is due June 1st, so we'll see when he chooses to venture out into the world.  I can't wait to meet him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-5912722680571373277?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/5912722680571373277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-baby-makes-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5912722680571373277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/5912722680571373277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-baby-makes-four.html' title='And baby makes four...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW5EOYszU3I/AAAAAAAAABI/wP_3UKHh0UE/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-1635505343196006969</id><published>2009-01-13T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:53:54.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Host</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2438782944_00f1598d3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 326px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2438782944_00f1598d3b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As many of you I'm sure have already read the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer.  I recommend The Host.  It is nothing like Twilight, but in a good way.  I'll admit, I was so transfixed by vampires, and didn't think that Stephanie Meyer could possibly write about anything else.  It took me a few chapters to get into it cause I kept waiting for vampires. After finally realizing there were no vampires, I started to enjoy the book.  It's actually not that far fetched of an idea.  The story like is this...there are these "worms"/"souls" that come from other planets.  There are more than 10 planets they can come from.  Some with only flowers, some with only bears, or bats.  These "souls" come to earth because they were tired of all the danger and destruction.  Fathers burning their children alive, people robbing banks and killing innocent people.  They come to earth to make it a more peaceful place.  Human bodies become their Host bodies.  The bodies still look the same, but the souls have taken over.  Melanie, one of the few remaining "wild" humans is wandering through the states with her brother trying not to get captured.  On an outing trying to find food, she's captured and Wanderer, a soul, is put inside of her.  But Melanie is not giving up her body and mind without a fight.  She will not let Wanderer know where the remaining humans are, instead she fills Wanderer's thoughts with memories of Melanie's brother and of the man Melanie loves, Jared, another "wild" human.  Melanie's uncle gave her directions or drawings of where he would go if the earth was ever in danger.  Melanie and Wanderer travel through the desert and on the brink of death are found by her uncle and other humans living in the caverns.  The group despises Melanie, but only because they know she's been taken over by a soul and no one knows Melanie is actually still inside.  Her only saving grace is that she looks like Melanie which keeps her uncle from letting anyone kill her.  Even Jared won't look at her without a look of murder.  This book is about the struggle between letting Melanie make herself known, and if Wanderer should let the secret go on how to bring back humans for good.  Does Jared finally accept Wanderer even though she's taken Melanie away?  Do the other humans befriend Wanderer knowing what she is?  Try reading it and tell me what you think!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-1635505343196006969?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/1635505343196006969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/host.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1635505343196006969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/1635505343196006969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/host.html' title='The Host'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2438782944_00f1598d3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351518427174761051.post-65217108474284404</id><published>2009-01-13T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:15:18.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am...</title><content type='html'>Well I did it.  I've started a blog.  I've been contemplating this for a while now, and just finally decided to do with the help of some friends to convince me.  I know for sure one thing I'll talk about the most is books I've read and what I think of them.   Hopefully what I say will either get people to read the books or stay away from them.  I usually read at least one book a week if not two.  Can you tell I'm unemployed?  I may throw in some random blogs about I don't know what.  So we'll see where this takes me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351518427174761051-65217108474284404?l=bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/feeds/65217108474284404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/65217108474284404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351518427174761051/posts/default/65217108474284404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluegrassbuckeyebeauty.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06458515549338138128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWsGoO6JlpI/SW06t-LZLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26QBaVm3Bf0/S220/x-mas+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
