<?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-2212814144203201928</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:14:32.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I doing this right?</title><subtitle type='html'>trying hard to be a good mom, wife, and person</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4908344656728299370</id><published>2012-01-16T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:25:44.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mounted Wall Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-4908344656728299370?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4908344656728299370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/mounted-wall-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4908344656728299370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4908344656728299370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/mounted-wall-art.html' title='Mounted Wall Art'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4692257441588192086</id><published>2012-01-15T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:58:56.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one year stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8d6JtczRaI/TxN1k5a1acI/AAAAAAAAAho/pbqTY0Adthw/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8d6JtczRaI/TxN1k5a1acI/AAAAAAAAAho/pbqTY0Adthw/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698027230302923202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been a year already! Jackson has changed so much. He is 29 3/4 inches tall and 19.1 pounds. The doctor said he is a little skinny so we need to try and get him to eat more. Jackson is allergic to milk so finding good sources of fat is hard. He can tolerate butter without getting sick so the pediatrician recommended putting butter on everything! Don't we all wish our doctors would say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson can walk and go up the stairs by himself. He can say Mama, Daddy, hi, dog, and most recently banana. He loves bananas! He also knows how to point to my nose and his nose, wave, and put his arms up when we say "so big". He usually says "hi" and smiles when he is doing something he is not supposed to do, a charmer already! I can only imagine what fun and hilarity the next year holds for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4692257441588192086?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4692257441588192086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-year-stats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4692257441588192086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4692257441588192086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-year-stats.html' title='one year stats'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8d6JtczRaI/TxN1k5a1acI/AAAAAAAAAho/pbqTY0Adthw/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8145347590252894381</id><published>2012-01-15T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:51:50.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;December was full of fun. We went to Illinois to visit family and friends. Jackson was such a good boy in the car. Jackson's pile of gifts began during our visit. He got gifts from both his grandparents and my grandma plus a few family friends. I was worried that it wouldn't all fit in the car on the way home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jackson's first Christmas was so much fun. He liked opening presents, more for the paper than the gifts inside. I got him a little kitchen with sorting shapes, my dad was appalled and bought him a little workshop with a hammer and nails that make noise. I think some of the most famous chefs are men, and it's never too early to start practicing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRcaXG_f__I/TxNxNE3e0OI/AAAAAAAAAfw/-WokX8sZZa4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRcaXG_f__I/TxNxNE3e0OI/AAAAAAAAAfw/-WokX8sZZa4/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698022423012495586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YB75OxHvf18/TxNxNlNBbzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6dCoV5F-arg/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YB75OxHvf18/TxNxNlNBbzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6dCoV5F-arg/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698022431692779314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxTW76EB8Gw/TxNxO0TDP6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/8PoLsTihT64/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxTW76EB8Gw/TxNxO0TDP6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/8PoLsTihT64/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698022452924465058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He especially loved gifts that came with tissue paper. He would tear off a little piece then walk around waving it in the air. We opened gifts here then went over to Keith's parents to meet up with his whole family. It was a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The day after Christmas I took down the tree and began the preparations for Jackson's birthday. Keith said we should have called it "Jackson's Super Sweet 1st Birthday" and had MTV film it. It was such a cute party, even if I say so myself. I know that he won't remember it, but I feel like the 1st birthday is more of a celebration for the parents for making it through 365 days with a new human :)  I made Jackson's cake and his banners. I used my Babycakes maker to put blue polka dots inside the cake. Jackson didn't eat any of  his cake but he had a blast playing in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GffTZRAtKas/TxNxO2TdgVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JL5x5NUePls/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GffTZRAtKas/TxNxO2TdgVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JL5x5NUePls/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698022453463056722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_an95JvKU0/TxN0F6C_FpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WHISm3vMl3o/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_an95JvKU0/TxN0F6C_FpI/AAAAAAAAAgs/WHISm3vMl3o/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025598383756946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45OM21MD0Ts/TxN0HBXt1gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZjYrIcMZ3lQ/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45OM21MD0Ts/TxN0HBXt1gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZjYrIcMZ3lQ/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025617529624066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdMOKqgWiT4/TxN0HZnRZPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K8drWAOwtNc/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdMOKqgWiT4/TxN0HZnRZPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/K8drWAOwtNc/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025624037319922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nj2IHE305oc/TxN0HWwbz_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DYoD3jDLxjA/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nj2IHE305oc/TxN0HWwbz_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DYoD3jDLxjA/s320/103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025623270445042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxGguzbh3r8/TxN0IUCz7pI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_HMnrBBBcBQ/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxGguzbh3r8/TxN0IUCz7pI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_HMnrBBBcBQ/s320/131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698025639722086034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After both of these celebrations we had more toys than we knew what to do with, most of which made noise! I packed up a big box of toys and put them in the garage to bring out later when Jackson gets bored with what we have in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8145347590252894381?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8145347590252894381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8145347590252894381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8145347590252894381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-december.html' title='long December'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRcaXG_f__I/TxNxNE3e0OI/AAAAAAAAAfw/-WokX8sZZa4/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-3706684354112030320</id><published>2011-11-29T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:01:34.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-3706684354112030320?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/3706684354112030320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/photo-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3706684354112030320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3706684354112030320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/photo-card.html' title='Photo Card'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8272742171694827542</id><published>2011-11-13T16:20:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:20:26.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationery card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AaNmjZyzaMWLHDg&amp;amp;cid=SFLYOCWIDGET&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/0AaNmjZyzaMWNA/0AaNmjZyzaMWNOpA/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1321230005000/0/" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none;  box-shadow: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewMessageContainer" style="height:55px; background-color:#f4f4e9; text-align:center; padding: 15px 0 15px 0; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewTitle" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cine Stars Red Birthday Invitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Click here to browse Shutterfly &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/birthday-cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;birthday card designs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;View the entire &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;collection&lt;/a&gt; of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-8272742171694827542?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8272742171694827542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/stationery-card_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8272742171694827542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8272742171694827542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/stationery-card_13.html' title='Stationery card'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8387249540967498205</id><published>2011-11-13T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:20:24.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationery card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AaNmjZyzaMWLHDg&amp;amp;cid=SFLYOCWIDGET&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/0AaNmjZyzaMWNA/0AaNmjZyzaMWNOpA/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1321230005000/0/" style="padding: 0; 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of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=msc&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-8387249540967498205?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8387249540967498205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/stationery-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8387249540967498205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8387249540967498205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/stationery-card.html' title='Stationery card'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5153344730129401545</id><published>2011-11-10T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:38:47.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my funny baby</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how quickly my little guy is growing. He is such a ball of energy now. We spend most of his waking hours watching him zoom from place to place. He has learned to roll off all the toilet paper and open and slam cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1joj26bo-HU/Trx6gvmiLTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2D2pVmrILLU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1joj26bo-HU/Trx6gvmiLTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2D2pVmrILLU/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673544333532474674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He can also walk all over the house with  his little walking toy. He knows how to steer it and turn when he runs out of room. Although I love watching him grow and learn, I really wish he could have stayed a baby for a while longer.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kY0UyS_01-k/Trx6gGLwHtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VxHqdyOb9lw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kY0UyS_01-k/Trx6gGLwHtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VxHqdyOb9lw/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673544322414288594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_W_AAUKy-s/Trx6hJItyoI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YjRu_pSchr0/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_W_AAUKy-s/Trx6hJItyoI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YjRu_pSchr0/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673544340386728578" 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/2212814144203201928-5153344730129401545?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5153344730129401545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-funny-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5153344730129401545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5153344730129401545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-funny-baby.html' title='my funny baby'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1joj26bo-HU/Trx6gvmiLTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/2D2pVmrILLU/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-656208818303263383</id><published>2011-10-15T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T16:33:41.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fabulous fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-sW3NxjNrI/TpoX1QfJjQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hk-QSNynFfY/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKGHNDcGLts/TpoVix2Qn7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/2XAE7XRFC9g/s1600/015%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKGHNDcGLts/TpoVix2Qn7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/2XAE7XRFC9g/s320/015%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663863168612474802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jax is 9 months old and more fun than ever! At his 9 month check up he was 28 inches and 18 pounds. He's a little small, but otherwise perfectly healthy. He has one tooth, which just showed up. He didn't really have any teething symptoms so hopefully the rest come in just as easily. He eats all kinds of things now. He loves tofu and berries. Some doctors said not to do berries until age 1 and others said go for it. So I went for it and he hasn't had any adverse reactions so all's well that ends well.  He can crawl at lightning speed, cruise around the furniture, stand without holding on for a few seconds, and climb the stairs. That's right, he climbed up two stairs and then fell down yesterday. We already have 3 baby gates, but I guess we'll be adding a 4th. He also enjoys climbing over the protector we built for our fireplace and just hanging out on the hearth. I don't think we'll be building many fires this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xI4CZ8rq0A/TpoVjDIVOOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/evg2SFx62Vo/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--xI4CZ8rq0A/TpoVjDIVOOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/evg2SFx62Vo/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663863173251676386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We took him to a pumpkin patch last weekend. We went on a hayride and he just stared at the tractor the entire time. I don't think he quite knew what it was. I only had one objective for this trip- to buy a pumpkin big enough for Jackson to fit in. I found just the pumpkin and the results are below.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNhBQmgn-HQ/TpoViHEFa4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/D5rP_7x6pmw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNhBQmgn-HQ/TpoViHEFa4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/D5rP_7x6pmw/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663863157127736194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLr3ZtcE2p0/TpoVhjE28mI/AAAAAAAAAak/b4EYasHecp4/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LLr3ZtcE2p0/TpoVhjE28mI/AAAAAAAAAak/b4EYasHecp4/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663863147467305570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAtJIrvjFf4/TpoVhu6lxKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JY2-uWlonpI/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAtJIrvjFf4/TpoVhu6lxKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JY2-uWlonpI/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663863150645462178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-sW3NxjNrI/TpoX1QfJjQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hk-QSNynFfY/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-sW3NxjNrI/TpoX1QfJjQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hk-QSNynFfY/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663865685097942274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After I took Jax out of the pumpkin I carved this Yoda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-656208818303263383?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/656208818303263383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/10/fabulous-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/656208818303263383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/656208818303263383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/10/fabulous-fall.html' title='fabulous fall'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EKGHNDcGLts/TpoVix2Qn7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/2XAE7XRFC9g/s72-c/015%2B-%2BCopy%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1667487914816044516</id><published>2011-09-24T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T12:42:17.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks (mostly) Meat Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We have been living the meat free life for 2 weeks now. The first week I did eat two lunch meat sandwiches because I did not want to waste the $7 I spent on organic lunch meat! Other than that all of our weekday meals were meat free. We went to a football game on Saturday and I had a chicken salad sandwich for lunch, but I think that was the only meat we ate that weekend. Here are our meals for the past two weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dinners:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cheese Ravioli with vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"lasagna" made with polenta, ToFurky Italian sausage, marinara sauce, zucchini, red peppers, and cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cheese tortellini with spinach and fake chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jason's Deli Veggie Muffelata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Veggie Fajitas at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TVP stoganoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Stir fry with rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Stuffed portabella mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lunches:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;baked potato with vegetarian chilli and cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;leftovers from dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;veggie burger with cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Keith takes a peanut butter and jelly every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oatmeal with flax, cinnamon, and blueberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;egg and cheese biscuit (why does there have to be a McDonald's across the street from work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Luna bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been going well so far. I like to cook and it has been pretty easy to substitute out the meat in our dinners. We didn't really eat that much to begin with so it hasn't been a hard change. All of my recipes have turned out fine using soy milk. We are still using regular cheese because I just like it better than the substitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Chic Fil A chicken biscuits today but we're sticking to meatless lunch and dinner. I'm going to try out veggie sausage for biscuits and gravy tomorrow. Can you tell we eat Fatty McFatterton breakfasts on the weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1667487914816044516?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1667487914816044516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-weeks-mostly-meat-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1667487914816044516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1667487914816044516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-weeks-mostly-meat-free.html' title='2 Weeks (mostly) Meat Free'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-3121404731871391717</id><published>2011-09-11T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:54:58.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hanging out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viaW1Az65Nw/Tm1KNSnS6lI/AAAAAAAAAaI/nw2H88vo0BA/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viaW1Az65Nw/Tm1KNSnS6lI/AAAAAAAAAaI/nw2H88vo0BA/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651254699615251026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jackson is obsessed with the dishwasher. He hears it open and comes crawling as fast as he can every time. Tonight, instead of just standing and swatting at the dishes and pulling out the rack like he usually does, he climbed all the way in! I'm sure that the appropriate parenting response would have been to pull  him out. Instead I said, "Keith don't let him fall, I'm going to get the camera."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-3121404731871391717?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/3121404731871391717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-hanging-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3121404731871391717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3121404731871391717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-hanging-out.html' title='Just hanging out'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viaW1Az65Nw/Tm1KNSnS6lI/AAAAAAAAAaI/nw2H88vo0BA/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4636987627679349831</id><published>2011-09-10T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:37:29.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Another big event at our house is that we are no longer eating meat. I have several friends who are vegetarian so we have already been eating 2 or 3 meatless dinners per week. We recently watched a documentary called "Forks over Knives" and that helped us decide to go meat free. We are not going to eat meat through the week. We do like to go out on weekend nights so if we see a yummy looking meat free dish, we'll have it. If we don't then we'll eat meat. Weekends are also usually when we go to friends' houses so unless it's already a meat free house, we're not expecting anyone to go out of their way for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This decision has nothing to do with morality. I grew up on a farm. I had pet rabbits and watched my dad skin them for dinner, we had chickens that we ate, we had cows and pigs, I learned early that the purpose of these animals was to feed our family and I never felt sad when they died. It just seemed like part of life. My dad always hunted when I was little. It may make me seem mean but truthfully I don't worry myself much over the treatment of farm animals. I also think dogs and cats should live outside, but my husband (and most  people) disagree so we have indoor dogs. But that's another rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This decision does have everything to do with health. The documentary we watched, as well as other information I have read, warned of the dangers of the Western Diet. We eat far more meat than any other industrialized nation and have far more health problems. I know a lot of people argue that anything in moderation is fine, but I don't think we even know what moderation means anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update in a few months to let everyone know how the (mostly) meat free life is going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4636987627679349831?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4636987627679349831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/meat-free.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4636987627679349831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4636987627679349831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/meat-free.html' title='Meat Free'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4940942811186644428</id><published>2011-09-10T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:27:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream's come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-st3yz_kUjdY/Tmuc73TnVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JdtncijCloY/s1600/100_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rY2nePGGoQQ/Tmuc7vuv7aI/AAAAAAAAAZw/EHYP2kG1CgE/s1600/100_1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1RmppGjDY0/Tmuc7SB_ITI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uxfzAT-Zw94/s1600/100_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1RmppGjDY0/Tmuc7SB_ITI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uxfzAT-Zw94/s320/100_1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650782699732803890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;It's been hectic around the Boddie house. Jackson is a busy little bee now that he can crawl so by the time he's in bed I'm usually too exhausted for blogging. But I have a few minutes so I wanted to share one of the greatest moments in my life: I washed an elephant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rY2nePGGoQQ/Tmuc7vuv7aI/AAAAAAAAAZw/EHYP2kG1CgE/s1600/100_1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rY2nePGGoQQ/Tmuc7vuv7aI/AAAAAAAAAZw/EHYP2kG1CgE/s320/100_1610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650782707705179554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-st3yz_kUjdY/Tmuc73TnVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JdtncijCloY/s1600/100_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-st3yz_kUjdY/Tmuc73TnVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JdtncijCloY/s320/100_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650782709738853394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl I saw some kids give an elephant a bath on Sesame Street. The song "splish splash, I was taking a bath" was playing and the kids were using giant deck brooms to clean the elephant. Since that day I have loved elephants and have always wanted to wash one. Since I live in Georgia and not on the African plains I thought that this was a dream that would never be realized, however my husband found a program at the Atlanta Zoo that said "don't miss your chance to bathe an elephant". So for my 30th birthday I became a keeper for a day at the zoo. I got to clean up elephant poop, put out their food, feed an elephant from my hands, hold a canvas while an elephant painted it, and give an elephant a bath. It was a wonderful day. I loved every second of it and when I retire I might become an elephant washer instead of a greeter at Wal Mart.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoRZ4R0uZt0/Tmuc8DofU6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/cBIP7tVL3gs/s1600/100_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoRZ4R0uZt0/Tmuc8DofU6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/cBIP7tVL3gs/s320/100_1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650782713047634850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4940942811186644428?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4940942811186644428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-dreams-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4940942811186644428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4940942811186644428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-dreams-come-true.html' title='my dream&apos;s come true'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1RmppGjDY0/Tmuc7SB_ITI/AAAAAAAAAZo/uxfzAT-Zw94/s72-c/100_1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2646586590150135567</id><published>2011-08-07T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:11:52.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Mr. Neb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zOwP1bsFm4/Tj8m_y_suRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ySF6XFfScNc/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zOwP1bsFm4/Tj8m_y_suRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ySF6XFfScNc/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638268135953709330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Neb is our new nebulizer. Monday was my first day back at work. Keith was going to feed Jackson and take him to daycare. When I got him up and dressed I noticed that he was wheezing but I just thought it was from the cold he had for a few days. I guess it got worse after I left, because Keith called me and said Jackson was having an asthma attack and couldn't breathe. Of course I freaked out and started crying. I found my principal and she could tell that something was wrong. I explained the situation and she let me leave work. We took Jackson to his pediatrician who told us that he could probably continue breathing that way for a few days before he would just get tired and go in to respiratory arrest. That is information we could have done without. My dad came down to watch Jackson so he wouldn't have to go to daycare with the breathing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad left on Saturday morning and Jackson is doing much better. We didn't have to do any breathing treatments today and he is back to his normal happy self. I am so thankful that my baby is okay. This week was so stressful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2646586590150135567?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2646586590150135567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-mr-neb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2646586590150135567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2646586590150135567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-mr-neb.html' title='Meet Mr. Neb'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zOwP1bsFm4/Tj8m_y_suRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ySF6XFfScNc/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1297773013754477861</id><published>2011-07-26T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:39:08.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An object in motion...........</title><content type='html'>It's true an object in motion stays in motion until it is acted upon by a force, that object is now my son and the force is usually me trying to redirect him. Jackson started crawling last night and has been practicing all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did he crawl to first, you might wonder. Was it his Mama or his Daddy? Neither. It was his Aunt Candace! Keith and I have been dangling toys, laying on the floor, and practically standing on our heads to get him to crawl for the last few weeks. All we have gotten is a big smile and a baby rocking back and forth on his hands and knees. Yesterday the Beachum family came over for dinner and Candace laid down on the floor in front of Jackson and called him and he came right over. He just crawled like it was no big deal. I couldn't believe it. I guess he's a typical kid, showing off for aunts and uncles instead of mom and dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video taken this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ba04464d986d790" 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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ba04464d986d790%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331593798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33F43403A14330F15C7330BC544C0029CD4A9374.D9C0D899A1F3D3BD1377726191D97ADCD7214A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ba04464d986d790%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTSmi975-cir5t0cMKnxKVs8W7Rc&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://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ba04464d986d790%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331593798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33F43403A14330F15C7330BC544C0029CD4A9374.D9C0D899A1F3D3BD1377726191D97ADCD7214A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ba04464d986d790%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTSmi975-cir5t0cMKnxKVs8W7Rc&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/2212814144203201928-1297773013754477861?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1297773013754477861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/object-in-motion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1297773013754477861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1297773013754477861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/object-in-motion.html' title='An object in motion...........'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5997791748171659883</id><published>2011-07-20T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T12:54:55.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;When Jackson hit the 6 month mark I think I finally felt like my old self. It really took that long for the fog to lift and to be recognizable as my self. I finally felt like exercising again and have been doing this dreaded DVD from pre-pregnancy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THGJYZnEVjk/TicuFp41wJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5uVrDBXh1qg/s1600/30%2Bday%2Bshred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THGJYZnEVjk/TicuFp41wJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5uVrDBXh1qg/s320/30%2Bday%2Bshred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631520533728575634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;I still don't look like Jillian, but at least my size 4 jeans are fitting again with only a slight muffin top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last week I made some fun little onesies for Jackson. I found a technique using freezer paper as a stencil and had a fun crafting afternoon with my friend Kristen (mom of twins).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d63TblpYaKI/TicvyUTMpAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ooXRIopreB0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d63TblpYaKI/TicvyUTMpAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ooXRIopreB0/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631522400539288578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;This week I had jury duty. On Monday I had to report at 8am. I didn't get to leave until 3pm. Luckily they didn't select me to be on the jury but I still have to call in every night to see if I have to report. I saw some interesting people in the jury assembly room. The most notable was a former gang member who, when asked if he had ever been threatened with a weapon, responded that he had brass knuckles, bats, guns, and knives pulled on him in his banging days. He did not get selected either. I also found it puzzling that in a room of 300 chairs and 250 people some people chose to sit in the aisle seat in rows of 12 chairs and then had the nerve to be annoyed as people filed past them. Common sense would dictate that since we all have to be here all day one should either move all the way down or accept that others will have to cross over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;And finally the most exciting news of the week: I saw Britney Spears in concert on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;" href="http://frankco.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Britney-Spears-Femme-Fatale-tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 579px; height: 400px;" src="http://frankco.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Britney-Spears-Femme-Fatale-tour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was a great show and I had decent seats. I know that it is embarrassing that I'm almost 30 and still attended this show but I've seen all the other tours and even with her craziness I still love Britney. I feel sorry for her and can admit she's really not a good singer, but I still love her. I was really appalled by the opening act, though. I have never heard of Nicki Minaj and probably for good reason; all of her songs are terrible. I couldn't understand the words and what I did understand were cuss words. It really hit me that I was the old lady at the concert when all the teenagers were singing along to these terrible, offensive songs and I was just standing there in horror waiting for Britney to come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-5997791748171659883?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5997791748171659883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5997791748171659883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5997791748171659883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THGJYZnEVjk/TicuFp41wJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5uVrDBXh1qg/s72-c/30%2Bday%2Bshred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7813292401640589882</id><published>2011-07-02T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T16:09:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>practicing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1tIq0_bh8M/Tg-j0a9FWgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vmvZ5oQqG6M/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded some free photo editing software today and then did a quick photo shoot with Jackson. I think if I keep practicing I might get some good pictures! Maybe then I'll even spend some money on a better program.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pcqEwU8EwY/Tg-j0ezrKrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/IyesKDpOYAw/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pcqEwU8EwY/Tg-j0ezrKrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/IyesKDpOYAw/s320/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624894581627366066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out the ceiling fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bejBSnVsCU4/Tg-jJm9Q3VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/B5hcc11JKc0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bejBSnVsCU4/Tg-jJm9Q3VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/B5hcc11JKc0/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624893845080694098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He still needs some work on sitting up by himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORHsQR6SH_A/Tg-jJJZJb0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/BZjShIekF0I/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORHsQR6SH_A/Tg-jJJZJb0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/BZjShIekF0I/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624893837144584002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;recovering from a tumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_1BZ6lvJKI/Tg-jIyzd4cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/pddCIlrTtOs/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_1BZ6lvJKI/Tg-jIyzd4cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/pddCIlrTtOs/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624893831080960450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If he flaps his arms he won't fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5j5AyuxPGc/Tg-jI3AKPUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/67s8ov3hTnc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5j5AyuxPGc/Tg-jI3AKPUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/67s8ov3hTnc/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624893832207940930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of my favorite shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDhd9F7qG1E/Tg-jJ75jQDI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7hnfhi7DCKk/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDhd9F7qG1E/Tg-jJ75jQDI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7hnfhi7DCKk/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624893850702266418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one shows off his eyelashes, he has mascara commercial eyelashes&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1tIq0_bh8M/Tg-j0a9FWgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vmvZ5oQqG6M/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1tIq0_bh8M/Tg-j0a9FWgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/vmvZ5oQqG6M/s320/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624894580593089026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favorite shot, I think&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/2212814144203201928-7813292401640589882?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7813292401640589882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/practicing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7813292401640589882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7813292401640589882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/07/practicing.html' title='practicing'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pcqEwU8EwY/Tg-j0ezrKrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/IyesKDpOYAw/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7901360787343476090</id><published>2011-06-30T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:58:36.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 a year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlCxHTO3H0s/TgzG_6_bFdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8mATx-7QCuk/s1600/6%2Bmonths%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlCxHTO3H0s/TgzG_6_bFdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8mATx-7QCuk/s320/6%2Bmonths%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088836148237778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's hard to believe that my baby is 6 months old already. It seems like we just brought him home. He is getting so big and changing so quickly now. He can scoot around in reverse anywhere he wants to go. He can roll over front to back and vice versa. He eats cereal and fruit in the morning, fruit and vegetables at lunch, and cereal and vegetables at night. We are constantly entertained by the conversations he holds with us, his toys, the dogs, or himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9IpBMPPYbY/TgzHAXf0-_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_75xVQSbTrQ/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9IpBMPPYbY/TgzHAXf0-_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_75xVQSbTrQ/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088843800345586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We took him to the lake a few weekends ago and he loves swimming in his life jacket. He was just hanging out wearing his shades and kicking in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vDtA9mMd40/TgzG_baONhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MEk_od6gHRw/s1600/june%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vDtA9mMd40/TgzG_baONhI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MEk_od6gHRw/s320/june%2B053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624088827670705682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;At his appointment yesterday he weighed 16.7 pounds and was 27 inches long. He grew 2 inches in 2 months and gained a little over 2 pounds. He is right on track with his milestones but still has no teeth and is not showing signs that any are going to pop through immediately. He loves to chew and bite things but the doctor said his gums are not swollen yet so we have a few weeks. I am thankful for each day without teeth, as I'm still nursing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7901360787343476090?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7901360787343476090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/12-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7901360787343476090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7901360787343476090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/12-year.html' title='1/2 a year'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlCxHTO3H0s/TgzG_6_bFdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8mATx-7QCuk/s72-c/6%2Bmonths%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5698329402811949797</id><published>2011-06-13T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:14:59.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't know what you got till it's gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NDVOBPkZP44/TfaLUVqYY8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/jgQVsW8rGK0/s1600/june%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Last week I visited family and friends in Illinois. (I'll post the logistics in a another post) I am very glad that I left Southern Illinois after high school because for many reasons. I have learned that not all stop lights flash after 10pm. I have tasted foods from all over the globe and regularly eat at restaurants without a single fried item on the menu. I attended an amazing college, found a job I love, and met my wonderful husband. All in all, moving away was one of the best decisions I have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, there are many things I miss about small town life that I don't realize until I visit.&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know my neighbors. I live on a dead end street with 10-15 houses on it and I don't know the first names of more than my immediate next door neighbors. While we were in Illinois, we visited the lady who used to take care of me when I was little. She updated my dad on pretty much everyone who lived in his small hometown as well as the last three families who lived in the house we moved out of when I was 4.&lt;br /&gt;2. Never meeting a stranger. In So. Il. chances are everyone you meet knows someone you are related to and even if they don't they're sure to call you hon and might even invite you over for supper if you talk long enough. Living in Georgia most people do have that famous "southern hospitality" but it's just not the same as that small town Southern Illinois friendliness.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nature. When I got home Keith and I went out for ice cream and there was a rabbit in the yard of the house at the end of our street and Keith stopped to look at it. It was just an ordinary brown rabbit that I didn't give a second thought to but he was intrigued. It makes me a little sad that Jackson won't grow up surrounded by cows, horses, deer, rabbits, and the occasional pig or goat. He'll be able to visit some pretty neat petting farms, zoos, and aquariums but he will miss seeing these creatures in their natural, wild states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't miss but feel a little sad that Jackson won't experience: following a tractor down a regular street in the middle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there we had a great time visiting old friends and family. Here are a few shots of our visits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35cDQItBmHg/TfaFZ7I9NtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f9tfkaMxpkI/s1600/june%2B063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35cDQItBmHg/TfaFZ7I9NtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f9tfkaMxpkI/s320/june%2B063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617824265609754322" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Meeting Mama's friends &lt;a href="http://thefarleys2006.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://redkitchenproject.com/"&gt;Grace&lt;/a&gt; and their babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1W3vcolkaM/TfaFaScoPZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f839w_qg-e8/s1600/june%2B068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1W3vcolkaM/TfaFaScoPZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f839w_qg-e8/s320/june%2B068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617824271866281362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren and Jackson really hit it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oGLq12u7fs/TfaFZENGIFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CRREKDJ43l8/s1600/june%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oGLq12u7fs/TfaFZENGIFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CRREKDJ43l8/s320/june%2B022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617824250863165522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama's childhood babysitter's daughter and grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DD-J07uozRA/TfaFYpQ9IBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rHMsFx3Uc7o/s1600/june%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DD-J07uozRA/TfaFYpQ9IBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rHMsFx3Uc7o/s320/june%2B021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617824243631595538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama's childhood babysitter, Wanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NDVOBPkZP44/TfaLUVqYY8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/jgQVsW8rGK0/s1600/june%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NDVOBPkZP44/TfaLUVqYY8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/jgQVsW8rGK0/s320/june%2B034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617830766719820738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Aidan&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/2212814144203201928-5698329402811949797?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5698329402811949797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-dont-know-what-you-got-till-its.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5698329402811949797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5698329402811949797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-dont-know-what-you-got-till-its.html' title='you don&apos;t know what you got till it&apos;s gone'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35cDQItBmHg/TfaFZ7I9NtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/f9tfkaMxpkI/s72-c/june%2B063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-850254933451911344</id><published>2011-06-01T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:55:05.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do I have something on my face?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdwxXy0jAUQ/TebQ-dacX_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/wqhuHSkwQj8/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdwxXy0jAUQ/TebQ-dacX_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/wqhuHSkwQj8/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613403757029908466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight we tried carrots. Jax liked them better than the avocados. So we have a 50/50 success rate with the veggies we have tried. Well technically avocado is a fruit but who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ldOuZrDZ8/TebQ-ZjDAKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IadWVqWb-pY/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ldOuZrDZ8/TebQ-ZjDAKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/IadWVqWb-pY/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613403755992252578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jackson loves trying to help me with feedings. He grabs the spoon and shoves it toward his mouth. So of course food gets everywhere, all over me, the table, the baby, there's probably even some on the dog. Jax finds that the spilled food makes and excellent foot lotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-850254933451911344?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/850254933451911344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-i-have-something-on-my-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/850254933451911344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/850254933451911344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-i-have-something-on-my-face.html' title='do I have something on my face?'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdwxXy0jAUQ/TebQ-dacX_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/wqhuHSkwQj8/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5865794621468128823</id><published>2011-05-31T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:18:36.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out!</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day of work until August 1st! I'm so excited to have some fun summer adventures with the littlest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boddie&lt;/span&gt;. This weekend we tried out his little splash pool. He was not a huge fan of the cold water but once I put his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bumbo&lt;/span&gt; chair in the water he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBS4wH1E1Ac/TeVLr_JopOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/XvOUk1RFY7w/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBS4wH1E1Ac/TeVLr_JopOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/XvOUk1RFY7w/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612975729645495522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also turned 5 months old on Saturday. He is getting so big. He makes tons of noises now. He has started screaming and squealing like a little monkey and also blowing raspberries. He can roll from back to tummy and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt; but he prefers not too, I guess he's a lazy boy. He loves TV, it's depressing how much he loves to watch it but I do take advantage of his love with the occasional Baby Einstein to get things done. He still loves his bath and especially loves to drink bath water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VS7NB-C-5VY/TeVLsCEbdLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TI97H-0yzT0/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VS7NB-C-5VY/TeVLsCEbdLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/TI97H-0yzT0/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612975730428966066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started solid foods last weekend. He has been eating the cereal really well so I decided to add in a new food this weekend. I tried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;avocado&lt;/span&gt; because my baby food book said it was a good first food. He is not too sure about it but has eaten a little more of it each time I offered it. Since I am a giant nerd, I am super excited to make different baby foods and try them out this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msMUM06byoQ/TeVMr699rQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/hucITAgHJt8/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msMUM06byoQ/TeVMr699rQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/hucITAgHJt8/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612976828034428162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we are heading to Illinois next week to meet some family and friends that haven't had the chance to meet Jackson yet. 7 hours alone with a baby in a car will be interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5865794621468128823?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5865794621468128823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/schools-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5865794621468128823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5865794621468128823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s out!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBS4wH1E1Ac/TeVLr_JopOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/XvOUk1RFY7w/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1901257635331554265</id><published>2011-05-15T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:46:59.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few quick notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv4J5x7sUMk/TdA7Bywd82I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kijbXyVPtgA/s1600/buford%2Bdam%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tTUrzDG5wV0/TdA6B77F5jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NFM6-hXz8E8/s1600/buford%2Bdam%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how quickly Jackson grows and changes. He is fascinated with the TV currently. Any time the TV is on he finds a way to watch it. He'll crane his neck all the way around if he needs to in order to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tTUrzDG5wV0/TdA6B77F5jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NFM6-hXz8E8/s1600/buford%2Bdam%2B001.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/-tTUrzDG5wV0/TdA6B77F5jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NFM6-hXz8E8/s320/buford%2Bdam%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607045341016090162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, he has survived his first bout with food poisoning. I'm pretty sure I got food poisoning from some tuna I ordered on Friday night. I didn't realize it until around 11am on Saturday when I had already breastfed Jackson several times. I couldn't eat anything without throwing up and my poor boy had some terrible diapers, one of which leaked down his legs onto the living room carpet. Keith had to shampoo the carpets while Jackson and I took a nap. I stopped nursing him and fed him previously pumped milk and pumped and dumped milk yesterday. Thankfully we are both fine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cool day here so we took a little family trip to the Buford dam. We walked around along the river and around the dam. It was a fun little adventure. We even saw some goats and a donkey. Jackson seemed to enjoy the fresh air and new surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv4J5x7sUMk/TdA7Bywd82I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kijbXyVPtgA/s1600/buford%2Bdam%2B003.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/-Nv4J5x7sUMk/TdA7Bywd82I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kijbXyVPtgA/s320/buford%2Bdam%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607046438067237730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 11 more days to work then I get to spend the summer with my sweet boy. Hopefully we'll have lots of adventures to post about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1901257635331554265?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1901257635331554265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-quick-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1901257635331554265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1901257635331554265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-quick-notes.html' title='A few quick notes'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tTUrzDG5wV0/TdA6B77F5jI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NFM6-hXz8E8/s72-c/buford%2Bdam%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5713816826200642691</id><published>2011-05-08T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:11:40.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a great day. My sweet baby boy started the day by sleeping from 8pm to 5am. Keith made me breakfast while I snuggled with my baby listening to him "talk". He has found his voice and loves to make noise. My boys got me 2 beads for my Pandora bracelet, a pasta maker, and a ravioli press. I'm really excited to start making homemade pasta. Keith's parents and sister came over for a cookout. Keith made smoked pork and I made some hamburgers and vegetable pasta. Everything turned out great. Keith's mom brought me beads to spell out Jackson on my&lt;br /&gt;bracelet, so it's getting pretty full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRnNG1TAP1Q/TccSrbgjkvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oE4XZJyFsFs/s1600/may%2B033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRnNG1TAP1Q/TccSrbgjkvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oE4XZJyFsFs/s320/may%2B033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604468798613852914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GhnTyCBhcWU/TccP6WGCTII/AAAAAAAAAV8/FhjME4hlR1M/s1600/may%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GhnTyCBhcWU/TccP6WGCTII/AAAAAAAAAV8/FhjME4hlR1M/s320/may%2B054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465756323597442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love baby kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tjXzMLeVgI/TccP6gSmJzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/V0gb_4gnf_c/s1600/mcrae%2527s%2Bparty%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tjXzMLeVgI/TccP6gSmJzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/V0gb_4gnf_c/s320/mcrae%2527s%2Bparty%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465759060633394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson was 4 months old on April 28. I have been so busy that I forgot to post! He weighed 14.3 lbs and was 25 inches long. He's a big healthy boy. He seems huge to me but the doctor said he is in the 53% for height and 41% for weight. I guess there are some really big babies out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5713816826200642691?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5713816826200642691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-first-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5713816826200642691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5713816826200642691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-first-mothers-day.html' title='my first Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRnNG1TAP1Q/TccSrbgjkvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oE4XZJyFsFs/s72-c/may%2B033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-224740611319471774</id><published>2011-04-06T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T09:52:04.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sleep tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last night was terrible. Jackson went to bed at 8 and then he was up at 9, 9:45, 12, 2, 3, 3:30 and 5! At 3:30 I decided to try and let him settle himself so he was crying. Keith shakes my arm and says "the baby's crying". It was really funny to me. Like maybe all of a sudden after 3 months of answering every little sound I couldn't hear him wailing through the monitor. I responded that I had just been in there and I was giving him a few minutes to settle down to which he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"maybe he's cold". Now I don't know about anyone else but I'm not that agreeable at 3:30am so I said, "you're welcome to go in there and check". Obviously my husband was awake since he was talking to me, why did he need to wake me (or think he was waking me) instead of going to investigate on his own? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Which reminds me of a conversation I was having with my friend Christine the other day. We both said that when we're home with husband and baby, or two babies in her case, that we'll say, "I'm going to go to the bathroom, kitchen, whatever watch the baby". But neither of our husbands do the same. They are free to leave the room at any time without making sure someone is watching the baby. Now in reality I'm sure neither of our husbands would let the babies play with fire or stop breathing if we didn't remind them but it just struck us both funny that as moms we feel that we need to constantly have the responsibility of caring for the baby while the husband doesn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't want to give anyone the wrong impression, Keith is very helpful with Jackson and I've never asked him to get up in the night because I'm breast feeding and there's not much he could do anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-224740611319471774?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/224740611319471774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/04/sleep-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/224740611319471774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/224740611319471774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/04/sleep-tale.html' title='A sleep tale'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2258063433604979459</id><published>2011-04-04T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T07:52:41.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PGGdqS4wsE/TZnamSLtGRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XTuyhLyEpV8/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PTR6Bx2XAM/TZnal_mCvJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D_Of05eTBYs/s1600/2%2Bmonths%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EMZLxdcX2o/TZnalveVaxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5REkkQFnyH8/s1600/march%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson was 3 months old on March 28. I've been a little busy so this post is late. At 3 months he can grab his toys, pacies, and Mama's hair any time he wants! He loves to splash in the tub. He still usually only naps for about 30 minutes at a time but he sleeps well at night. He usually goes to bed around 8 and sleeps until about 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't go to the doctor at 3 months so I just weighed him on a home scale with me. He weighed 13 pounds! He's quite a little eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PGGdqS4wsE/TZnamSLtGRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XTuyhLyEpV8/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PGGdqS4wsE/TZnamSLtGRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XTuyhLyEpV8/s320/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591740763607996690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one month&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PTR6Bx2XAM/TZnal_mCvJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D_Of05eTBYs/s1600/2%2Bmonths%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_PTR6Bx2XAM/TZnal_mCvJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/D_Of05eTBYs/s320/2%2Bmonths%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591740758618193042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EMZLxdcX2o/TZnalveVaxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5REkkQFnyH8/s1600/march%2B005.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/-4EMZLxdcX2o/TZnalveVaxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5REkkQFnyH8/s320/march%2B005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591740754290895634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;three months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jackson had no smiles for me on this day. He looks like a brooding little teenager! I can't believe how fast my baby is growing :)&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/2212814144203201928-2258063433604979459?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2258063433604979459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2258063433604979459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2258063433604979459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-months.html' title='3 Months'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PGGdqS4wsE/TZnamSLtGRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XTuyhLyEpV8/s72-c/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2782823433066898628</id><published>2011-03-31T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:59:33.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am</title><content type='html'>I am.....real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want... to sell my house and buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...the most beautiful baby and best husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  wish...I didn't have to work and I could stay home with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate...stupidity in all forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear...cats and birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear....dogs barking most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  search...for humor in all of life's moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...what Jackson thinks of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  regret...nothing! Every moment up until now has lead to be who I am and I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love...my son more than I thought I could ever love anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ache...only when I wear heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always....try to follow my dad's advice and not sweat the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  usually....have dishes in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not...very patient with adults. I have lots of patience with children but not with grown ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance...like a nerd. I'm not a very good dancer so I usually only dance in my house and Keith usually laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing...in the car all the time. I'm not very good at this either but I put on my Glee CD and sing my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never...step on man hole covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes...plan out what I would do if I won the lottery, even though I rarely buy a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  cry...more now that I'm a mom, but still very rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not always...sympathetic. It's just not something I was blessed with and I think I might hurt people's feelings sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  lose...receipts like it's my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful...for my happy, healthy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need...a dog trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  should...learn to give people a chance. I usually make a decision on whether I like someone within 10 seconds of meeting them. I used to say that I "hated someone until they gave me a reason to like them". I'm better about that now but I still have work to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2782823433066898628?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2782823433066898628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2782823433066898628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2782823433066898628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-i-am.html' title='Who I am'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7994291589972213378</id><published>2011-03-29T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:42:23.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Melissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jackson's chair came in the mail yesterday. On a related note: I hate Babies R Us. They didn't have this chair in the store and you can't use the 20% off coupons online! I was so annoyed. It seems like every time I try to shop there I have some kind of problem. They know that they (almost) have the market cornered for baby stuff so customer service is not a priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay back to the high chair. I can't believe he can sit in it at 3 months, but since it has a high back he does great. He sits with us at dinner now. Tonight he had his toy frog on his tray along with a plastic lemon and a plastic lime. He was entertained long enough for us to eat :) Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://thefarleys2006.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-baby-item.html"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; for recommending it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTVXtBL5424/TZJ7bVF3x1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/NUqhMXXbSLw/s1600/march%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTVXtBL5424/TZJ7bVF3x1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/NUqhMXXbSLw/s320/march%2B013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589665796968662866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTHRPNedLgM/TZJ7bHkEU5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/2y37qD_u9g0/s1600/march%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTHRPNedLgM/TZJ7bHkEU5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/2y37qD_u9g0/s320/march%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589665793337217938" 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/2212814144203201928-7994291589972213378?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7994291589972213378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-melissa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7994291589972213378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7994291589972213378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-melissa.html' title='Thanks Melissa'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTVXtBL5424/TZJ7bVF3x1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/NUqhMXXbSLw/s72-c/march%2B013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1060952790445281662</id><published>2011-03-08T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:31:28.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>think before you speak, people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to return to work in one month. I dread it more and more every day, but since I like having a roof over my head and food to eat I have to do it. Lately people, more specifically women, keep saying things like "have you thought about how hard it's going to be to go back to work" and "I couldn't leave my baby". What is the response they are looking to solicit? I usually just say, "well we have to eat". But seriously, what are they trying to do? Am I supposed to start crying on the spot? Do they think that I wake up each day thinking "only x many more days until I don't have to look at this baby all day"? Are they trying to imply that they somehow would be or were a better mother because they didn't or wouldn't work? I just don't get it. I think as an adult these ladies  should know that it is going to be horrible to leave my baby for the first time and that it's not a polite topic to bring up. Just my opinion, what do other moms think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an update on the last topic of judgment I posted: sleeping. Last night Jackson slept, in his crib, from 9pm to 4:15 am. I did exactly the same things before bed that I  have done every other day, I guess he was just tired. Or maybe he will treat us to the same thing again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1060952790445281662?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1060952790445281662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/think-before-you-speak-people.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1060952790445281662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1060952790445281662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/think-before-you-speak-people.html' title='think before you speak, people'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6119683324658011217</id><published>2011-03-03T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:13:59.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jax turned two months old on Monday. He went to the doctor to get his shots. It was awful. In reality he only cried for about 15 minutes and seemed to have forgotten the whole thing by the time we got home; but when the needle went in my baby's leg and that little blood droplet oozed out I almost cried. Luckily I held it together and just picked him up and patted his little back. He weighed 12 pounds and was 23 and a half inches long. That puts him in the 65th percentile for height and the 53rd for weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd9PnOeimAY/TW_Xn-xG6VI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b1SzqKzRuUQ/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd9PnOeimAY/TW_Xn-xG6VI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b1SzqKzRuUQ/s320/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579915545199176018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyWY93LPtY4/TW_YNcj3kuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c_dDC31lGxU/s1600/2%2Bmonths%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyWY93LPtY4/TW_YNcj3kuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c_dDC31lGxU/s320/2%2Bmonths%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579916188851868386" 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;One Month                                                                                                                                                            Two Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he is two months old I decided we should try letting him sleep in his own room so we could get more sleep. Yeah right, I think I was half awake all night worrying about him. His room shares a wall with ours and he is probably no more than 20 feet away when he's in there but I missed him! I had the monitor on the night stand listening for every breath. How did I become this person. I never thought I would be a worrying mom, I thought I would be "cool". Being a mom sure changes a person. Jackson did very well in his crib. He has been sleeping from 8pm to 3am but last night he got up at 1am, 3am, and 6am. I think that is pretty good for his first night in the crib. We'll see how tonight goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went bra shopping since I'll have to return to work in a few weeks and I don't think the nursing camisoles I have been wearing will be appropriate at work. Let's just say that my new bra size is not something I would have ever imagined buying. They are certainly nothing you would ever see a Victoria's Secret model wearing but not bad for nursing bras. Motherhood was having a sale, buy 3 get one free, so I ended up with 3 work bras and a sports bra for $60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many new adventures as a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6119683324658011217?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6119683324658011217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6119683324658011217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6119683324658011217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hd9PnOeimAY/TW_Xn-xG6VI/AAAAAAAAAUc/b1SzqKzRuUQ/s72-c/one%2Bmonth%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7955217775076675119</id><published>2011-03-01T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T15:45:07.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jax's new hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhJo0DpJ28c/TW2Ep8k634I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qgHItXZe8uA/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhJo0DpJ28c/TW2Ep8k634I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qgHItXZe8uA/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579261369552396162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just picked up this hat today, it still has the tag on in this photo, for Lizzy Beachum's soccer game on Saturday. I think he should be the Old Navy baby hat model!&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/2212814144203201928-7955217775076675119?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7955217775076675119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/jaxs-new-hat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7955217775076675119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7955217775076675119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/03/jaxs-new-hat.html' title='Jax&apos;s new hat'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhJo0DpJ28c/TW2Ep8k634I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qgHItXZe8uA/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8761128760689107278</id><published>2011-02-23T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:43:23.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ceiling fan</title><content type='html'>Jackson loves to look at the ceiling fan as I suppose most babies do. Here is a video I took on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-63b70090205bdecc" 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://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63b70090205bdecc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331593798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D799E70B2FF8F952D3DE5EA9E24985EE9A8782F8C.1061E5CDFE430FDAF5A12D4DE582909712E8BA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63b70090205bdecc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Zg-AeEffo36H69WScFwlHXHH70&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://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D63b70090205bdecc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331593798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D799E70B2FF8F952D3DE5EA9E24985EE9A8782F8C.1061E5CDFE430FDAF5A12D4DE582909712E8BA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D63b70090205bdecc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Zg-AeEffo36H69WScFwlHXHH70&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/2212814144203201928-8761128760689107278?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8761128760689107278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/ceiling-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8761128760689107278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8761128760689107278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/ceiling-fan.html' title='the ceiling fan'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6433154343295683444</id><published>2011-02-23T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:37:53.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the definition of crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_iu4BvWHH8/TWUbODY9zNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iI9GRDPJ2rI/s1600/019%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We have lived in our house for four years and yet we waited until we had a 6 week old baby to decide to put it on the market. So for the last 2 weeks we have been painting, cleaning, and packing boxes. I have learned to do many tasks while carrying Jackson in his Bjorn. I painted the downstairs bathroom while Keith was at work, it took me all day to do about an hour's worth of painting but I got it done. Yesterday the photographer came and I had run all around the house, with Jax strapped to me, moving things where they would look best not to mention capture the world's worst dogs and keep them outside while he was in and vice versa. We have to keep the house clean and "show ready" at all times now. What kind of crazy people sign up to this with a new baby? I barely have time to brush my hair let alone keep the house spot less! Wish us well friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_iu4BvWHH8/TWUbODY9zNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iI9GRDPJ2rI/s1600/019%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_iu4BvWHH8/TWUbODY9zNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iI9GRDPJ2rI/s320/019%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576893641810365650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a baby picture to keep people interested&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/2212814144203201928-6433154343295683444?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6433154343295683444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/definition-of-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6433154343295683444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6433154343295683444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/definition-of-crazy.html' title='the definition of crazy'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_iu4BvWHH8/TWUbODY9zNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iI9GRDPJ2rI/s72-c/019%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2330487871583978937</id><published>2011-02-09T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:00:34.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xyU_s0UqtIY/TVNDhi9qgBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wJMzXWLUTgU/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xyU_s0UqtIY/TVNDhi9qgBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wJMzXWLUTgU/s320/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871407587622930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did a little photo shoot with Jax. I know at least one of my  blog readers is MUCH better at photography than I am but since my baby  is so cute I'll keep posting my attempts at photography and hope his  cuteness makes up for my lack of skills.&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/-ukLRUHSLm50/TVNDhV-9k1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/f8vll4kuQCc/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukLRUHSLm50/TVNDhV-9k1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/f8vll4kuQCc/s320/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871404103406418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtE8msYh7Y8/TVNDgzrtSJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-lTjrM_BQFg/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtE8msYh7Y8/TVNDgzrtSJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-lTjrM_BQFg/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871394895841426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIsyN5uhEs4/TVNDgmCACLI/AAAAAAAAATs/I7Kw2rghYIg/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIsyN5uhEs4/TVNDgmCACLI/AAAAAAAAATs/I7Kw2rghYIg/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871391231248562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5trftM0DSzo/TVNDgDvOR1I/AAAAAAAAATk/heHv6W2KfPU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5trftM0DSzo/TVNDgDvOR1I/AAAAAAAAATk/heHv6W2KfPU/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571871382025684818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I showed Keith the pictures he said, "is he wearing a suit". Like it was unreasonable that our six week old baby would be posing in a little suit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2330487871583978937?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2330487871583978937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2330487871583978937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2330487871583978937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xyU_s0UqtIY/TVNDhi9qgBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/wJMzXWLUTgU/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2384016002200154727</id><published>2011-02-07T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:58:31.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little baby in a big bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccrQTX6I/AAAAAAAAATc/Wyi-ZHyVDkk/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccaZEE0I/AAAAAAAAATU/Jog_OvR6d9Y/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccaZEE0I/AAAAAAAAATU/Jog_OvR6d9Y/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571054382247842626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't worry, I know the dangers of letting babies sleep with you. Jackson sleeps swaddled in his bassinet in our room but sometimes I can sneak in a few extra minutes of sleep by putting him in bed with me in the morning. On Sunday Jackson enjoyed a snooze with Mama and Daddy for about an hour and we snapped these pictures because we thought he looked like he was really enjoying having that big bed to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccrQTX6I/AAAAAAAAATc/Wyi-ZHyVDkk/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccrQTX6I/AAAAAAAAATc/Wyi-ZHyVDkk/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571054386774499234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2212814144203201928-2384016002200154727?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2384016002200154727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-baby-in-big-bed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2384016002200154727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2384016002200154727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-baby-in-big-bed.html' title='little baby in a big bed'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TVBccaZEE0I/AAAAAAAAATU/Jog_OvR6d9Y/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5500543315699839078</id><published>2011-02-01T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:07:07.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite photo so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUh1VIzCt6I/AAAAAAAAATI/tKytvVkCEns/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUh1VIzCt6I/AAAAAAAAATI/tKytvVkCEns/s400/one%2Bmonth%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568829945242892194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keith captured this face during "tummy time" a few days ago. His little fist and furrowed brow looks like he is ready to scold us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5500543315699839078?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5500543315699839078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-photo-so-far.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5500543315699839078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5500543315699839078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-favorite-photo-so-far.html' title='My favorite photo so far'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUh1VIzCt6I/AAAAAAAAATI/tKytvVkCEns/s72-c/one%2Bmonth%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7804833042435874903</id><published>2011-01-31T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:47:05.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUg3zYL3TUI/AAAAAAAAATA/SoZnTf9mZAQ/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jax is one month old! I can't believe it's been a month already. The time has flown by. In his first month he has used 300 newborn diapers and has now moved on to size 1. He has gone from 7lbs 13oz to 10 pounds. He has outgrown the newborn size sleepers and sleep and plays, he can still wear some individual newborn pieces but he mostly wears 0-3 months now. He eats every 2 or 3 hours during the day and about every 4 during the night. He has treated me to a 5 hour sleep stretch 3 times though, and it was like I was Rip van Winkle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month I have learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that love at first sight does exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that it is possible to love someone more each and every day when you thought you loved them with all your heart the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that a freshly changed diaper is an invitation for a poop explosion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that babies have no problem doing their business on any poor soul who happens to be holding them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that one smile from a precious baby can make you forget whatever he did the moment before to drive you crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to always cover the business end of a baby boy when changing his diaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to always pack a diaper bag even if you are only planning to be out for 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that a clean house, shower, or home cooked meal is not as important as I once thought it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that I could not survive without my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUg3zYL3TUI/AAAAAAAAATA/SoZnTf9mZAQ/s1600/one%2Bmonth%2B006.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUg3zYL3TUI/AAAAAAAAATA/SoZnTf9mZAQ/s320/one%2Bmonth%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568762295048686914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one month old photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7804833042435874903?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7804833042435874903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7804833042435874903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7804833042435874903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUg3zYL3TUI/AAAAAAAAATA/SoZnTf9mZAQ/s72-c/one%2Bmonth%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-9074056610103907723</id><published>2011-01-27T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:26:05.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and that's when the shit hit the fan</title><content type='html'>It didn't actually hit the fan but it did hit pretty much everything else. I spent 3o minutes this morning cleaning up baby poop! I did not plan out how to get it cleaned up very well before I started so I ended up with a huge mess. Jackson pooped out of his diaper all over his back and his onesie. Obviously I needed to take off his clothes to begin clean up so as I took off the onesie I got poop all over his little back and the blanket that was on his changing table. Now I needed a way to wipe him off, so I thought I would just put him in his little tub but how to get a poop covered baby from the changing table to the tub was the next problem. So I wrapped up the poopy baby and clothes in the blanket and came downstairs to the tub. At this point he was still wearing the diaper because I had forgotten to take it off upstairs. I got the diaper off and in the garbage and put the baby in the tub. I finally managed to get him turned  cleaned off in the tub and then re-dressed him but then I had poopy clothes, blanket, and baby tub to clean. Jax didn't want to sit by himself in his swing so I strapped him in the baby carrier and began the cleaning process with a baby hanging on my chest. I guess all's well that ends well and the outfit came clean but it was quite the adventure this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUHGf1zpJeI/AAAAAAAAASw/FcGizRsSFNI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUHGf1zpJeI/AAAAAAAAASw/FcGizRsSFNI/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566948864728573410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the cute little outfit, just before the poop explosion&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUHGgH7heFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/WgX0i7UZx3E/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUHGgH7heFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/WgX0i7UZx3E/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566948869593462866" border="0" /&gt;&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/2212814144203201928-9074056610103907723?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/9074056610103907723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-thats-when-shit-hit-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/9074056610103907723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/9074056610103907723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-thats-when-shit-hit-fan.html' title='and that&apos;s when the shit hit the fan'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TUHGf1zpJeI/AAAAAAAAASw/FcGizRsSFNI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2398418716131270433</id><published>2011-01-25T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:11:48.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's growing so quickly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TT8gWVu4XVI/AAAAAAAAASo/25xC221sREw/s1600/003.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TT8gWVu4XVI/AAAAAAAAASo/25xC221sREw/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566203232616209746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TT8gWHpW5eI/AAAAAAAAASg/8v8qZesXETw/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TT8gWHpW5eI/AAAAAAAAASg/8v8qZesXETw/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566203228834948578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little baby is outgrowing his newborn clothes already! Today he's modeling his 0-3 months weiner dog shirt and striped pants. This is actually his second outfit, as he peed on the first one about 30 minutes after I put it on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2398418716131270433?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2398418716131270433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/hes-growing-so-quickly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2398418716131270433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2398418716131270433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/hes-growing-so-quickly.html' title='he&apos;s growing so quickly'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TT8gWVu4XVI/AAAAAAAAASo/25xC221sREw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7230096846983801803</id><published>2011-01-22T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:15:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The jeans have returned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TTtWlWxwl2I/AAAAAAAAASY/d6PEt78S1Dc/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;That's right, Jax will be four weeks on Tuesday and I'm wearing jeans. Not my "skinny" jeans mind you, but my old jeans none the less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt; I hear the monkey from the Lion King when he said, "the king has returned" only he is saying "the jeans have returned". I'm really excited about this, I still have some weight to lose and a lot of toning to do, but I'm on my way to my old self :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TTtWlWxwl2I/AAAAAAAAASY/d6PEt78S1Dc/s1600/023.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TTtWlWxwl2I/AAAAAAAAASY/d6PEt78S1Dc/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565136964315813730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My husband is not as excited as I am and so he didn't even get the jeans in the picture, but trust me they're on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-7230096846983801803?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7230096846983801803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/jeans-have-returned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7230096846983801803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7230096846983801803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/jeans-have-returned.html' title='The jeans have returned'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TTtWlWxwl2I/AAAAAAAAASY/d6PEt78S1Dc/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2155748071996723290</id><published>2011-01-17T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:51:08.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's birth announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-2155748071996723290?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2155748071996723290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/jackson-birth-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2155748071996723290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2155748071996723290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/jackson-birth-announcement.html' title='Jackson&amp;#39;s birth announcement'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-94499010592386329</id><published>2011-01-10T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:00:51.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Historic Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWaf8mzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gBHyRnFGVYI/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWH4xF-I/AAAAAAAAASI/uRH3JycTSj4/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Today was an event in Atlanta. We had 7 inches of snow in our yard, according to Keith's measurements. Keith got to stay home with Jackson and me. It was nice to have a long weekend with our little family. He is delayed until 10am tomorrow and may not have to go in at all. All of the schools were closed today, and most have already canceled for tomorrow. The street in front of our house is covered in ice, and I'm sure most of the side roads are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucVTQj6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/htSC8D2ul60/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucVTQj6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/htSC8D2ul60/s320/jackson%2B2%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560710054679931314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The weight of the snow broke our umbrella. I guess we should have closed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucVrxNakI/AAAAAAAAASA/MpVEFF_aAzY/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucVrxNakI/AAAAAAAAASA/MpVEFF_aAzY/s320/jackson%2B2%2B027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560710061259319874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Keith shoveling the snow with a piece of wood. I had a snow shovel from my college days in Michigan but he threw it out a few years ago since we would never need it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWH4xF-I/AAAAAAAAASI/uRH3JycTSj4/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B029.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWH4xF-I/AAAAAAAAASI/uRH3JycTSj4/s320/jackson%2B2%2B029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560710068807210978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Keith sledding on a boogie board from our Florida vacations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWaf8mzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gBHyRnFGVYI/s1600/jackson%2B2%2B031.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucWaf8mzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gBHyRnFGVYI/s320/jackson%2B2%2B031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560710073803381554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I had to get at least one photo of Jackson in the snow to document the "blizzard of 2011" for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-94499010592386329?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/94499010592386329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/historic-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/94499010592386329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/94499010592386329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/historic-day.html' title='A Historic Day'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSucVTQj6bI/AAAAAAAAAR4/htSC8D2ul60/s72-c/jackson%2B2%2B019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2441337327608198133</id><published>2011-01-06T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:26:48.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Last Tuesday, December 28, I went to the doctor for my 39 week visit. My dad came to Georgia the day after Christmas so he went with me just to get out of the house. When I got there my blood pressure was high and there was protein in my urine. The mid wife came in and checked my blood pressure 2 more times, and then told me I was going across the street to the hospital. When I got to the hospital I had to check in at labor and delivery for more tests and monitoring. They told me that I didn't have to call my husband at work at this point because I might go home in an hour. At this point my dad was more nervous than I was. As they began to monitor my blood pressure and run blood tests it became clear that all was not well. My blood pressure climbed to 160/124 in a matter of hours. I called Keith and told him how high it was and he left work immediately. By the time Keith got to the hospital at 3 it had been determined that I would be having a C-Section at 5:30 that afternoon and that they would start an IV of magnesium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80LCjsDI/AAAAAAAAARY/oVrYuf5Zd3A/s1600/Jackson%2B016.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80LCjsDI/AAAAAAAAARY/oVrYuf5Zd3A/s320/Jackson%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559127288305659954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80SNN7GI/AAAAAAAAARg/2TNQwIsXvsM/s1600/Jackson%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80SNN7GI/AAAAAAAAARg/2TNQwIsXvsM/s320/Jackson%2B039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559127290229419106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The magnesium made me so sick and weak that Keith had to do everything for the baby on Wednesday, including holding him while I nursed so I wouldn't drop him! After they took me off the magnesium I began to feel better by the hour. By Thursday morning I was walking around on my own and able to shower and wear my own clothes. We got to come home on Friday afternoon around 3:00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80x3anKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZcLenFwOmYg/s1600/Jackson%2B131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80x3anKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZcLenFwOmYg/s320/Jackson%2B131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559127298727910562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX81AwgFEI/AAAAAAAAARw/9eaLprKOpTY/s1600/Jackson%2B162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX81AwgFEI/AAAAAAAAARw/9eaLprKOpTY/s320/Jackson%2B162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559127302725440578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;We have been home for almost a week now and things get easier every day. Jax went to his pediatrician on Tuesday is already back to 7lbs 10 oz. He was 7 lbs 13 oz at birth and 21 inches long. I feel like I could write down everything he does because it all seems precious to me! It is truly amazing how you can love one little person so much in such a short time. &lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-2441337327608198133?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2441337327608198133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-baby-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2441337327608198133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2441337327608198133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-baby-story.html' title='My Baby Story'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TSX80LCjsDI/AAAAAAAAARY/oVrYuf5Zd3A/s72-c/Jackson%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7335213562655098869</id><published>2010-12-23T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:09:09.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TRPyF5MsWcI/AAAAAAAAARM/F6UtOGroBX8/s1600/7%2Bweeks%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;We have been taking a picture of me every week since 7 weeks. I remember we waited until then because that's when I started to show. Ha! I just looked back through them, I don't even look like the same person. My stomach looks like a purplish red tiger now. My belly button looks like it is about to rupture and I'm pretty sure I have a double chin. I know many ladies who returned to their former selves, so I have hope but it looks like a hard row to hoe from where I'm sitting right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Monday will be 39 weeks and I'm really hoping for a 2010 baby. Fingers crossed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TRPyF5MsWcI/AAAAAAAAARM/F6UtOGroBX8/s1600/7%2Bweeks%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TRPyF5MsWcI/AAAAAAAAARM/F6UtOGroBX8/s320/7%2Bweeks%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554048948545280450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Back when I started to "show"!! &lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-7335213562655098869?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7335213562655098869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/distant-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7335213562655098869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7335213562655098869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/distant-memories.html' title='Distant memories'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TRPyF5MsWcI/AAAAAAAAARM/F6UtOGroBX8/s72-c/7%2Bweeks%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4245387864442328907</id><published>2010-12-13T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:31:13.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefarleys2006.blogspot.com"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; tagged me so here are my lists of fours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. four shows that you watch:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Dexter&lt;br /&gt;(2) Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;(3) Glee&lt;br /&gt;(4) Tosh.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. four things you are passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Cooking and baking&lt;br /&gt;(2) Elephants&lt;br /&gt;(3) Breast Cancer Awareness&lt;br /&gt;(4) Teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. four phrases you say a lot:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;(2) You are the worst dogs ever!&lt;br /&gt;(3) If this is a tattle I don't want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;(4)  You have go to be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. four things you've learned from the past:&lt;br /&gt;(1) everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;(2) When you get going on the right path, life becomes easier.&lt;br /&gt;(3) I am a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;(4) It's not always black and white, sometimes there are shades of gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. four places you would like to go:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Africa&lt;br /&gt;(2) France&lt;br /&gt;(3) Key West&lt;br /&gt;(4) The elephant sanctuary in Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. four things you did yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Went to Pig and Chick&lt;br /&gt;(2) Laundry&lt;br /&gt;(3) Complained about being uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;(4) Made 72 cupcakes and a birthday cake for Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. four things you are looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;(1) giving birth (actually just having a baby the physical birth not so much)&lt;br /&gt;(2) Time off work&lt;br /&gt;(3) Being skinny again&lt;br /&gt;(4) Eating blue cheese and Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. four things you love about winter: This is tough because I hate Winter&lt;br /&gt;(1) Not seeing overweight people in tube tops&lt;br /&gt;(2) Sleeping with lots of blankets&lt;br /&gt;(3) Snow days&lt;br /&gt;(4) not having to shave my legs as often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. four bloggers who should share their list of fours:&lt;br /&gt;They have all already done it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thekreslfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4245387864442328907?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4245387864442328907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-been-tagged.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4245387864442328907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4245387864442328907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1572702590886818574</id><published>2010-12-12T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:04:41.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something came over me today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;People have been asking me if I'm nesting. I have to admit that I literally HATE housework. If I were rich I would throw out dishes and clothes and buy new ones instead of clean them. I don't like my house to be dirty so I do clean it, but I hate every minute of it. I hear people say that they like to clean and step back and look at it, not me. As soon as I'm done I just think, "and I get to do it all again next week".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Now back to the point, I think I am in the baking mood instead of the cleaning mood. Today is Keith's birthday so I made homemade pancakes (ie not with Bisquick) and sausage for breakfast. Then I made his cake- four layers of chocolate cake with raspberry mousse between topped with chocolate ganache. I made him this cake last year or the year before and it was delicious but not beautiful. Again it is not beautiful. I guess I don't work slowly or patiently enough to get the mousse even between each layer so it ends up not being level on top with mousse leaking out the sides. But since it's just family coming to eat it, I guess it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNOoFzvvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1hJ7-ocMtUY/s1600/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNOoFzvvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1hJ7-ocMtUY/s320/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549856660735114994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The next project to tackle was some kind of treat to put in a box that all of the first grade teachers are making to give to our office, custodians, etc. This is how I know I'm crazy. Instead of saying, "I'm 37 weeks pregnant, I'll make chocolate chip cookies." I said, "I'll make mini cupcakes". Granted mini cupcakes with buttercream icing are not that hard to make so here is where the crazy comes in. I decided to make chocolate cakes with peppermint icing. I then decided that the icing had to be striped like a candy cane or a peppermint candy. They turned out cute, but why do I do these things to myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNOyIg0PI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RAZHEU6lkK8/s1600/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNOyIg0PI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RAZHEU6lkK8/s320/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549856663430811890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNPXzyjBI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ekh6y1OzP_c/s1600/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B002.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNPXzyjBI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ekh6y1OzP_c/s320/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549856673544440850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Finally after 3 hours in the kitchen I was done. I went to take a shower and noticed that I had swollen feet, ankles, and hands. Luckily after putting my feet up and drinking 2 glasses of water the swelling has gone down and I'm fine. However I already have another baking project lined up for a Christmas Eve party..............&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-1572702590886818574?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1572702590886818574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-came-over-me-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1572702590886818574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1572702590886818574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-came-over-me-today.html' title='Something came over me today'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TQUNOoFzvvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1hJ7-ocMtUY/s72-c/Christmas%2Bdessert%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7406030164342065123</id><published>2010-12-02T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:31:41.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;So I don't think I have complained too much during my pregnancy, my husband might disagree but I think I've pretty much just dealt with it. Now that I'm just 32 days away from my due date, I feel like complaining. This week it has started to feel like the muscles at the top of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;giant&lt;/span&gt; stomach are ripping apart. It literally feels like at any moment there is just going to be a huge rip right below my boobs and Jackson is going to start waving at me.  I have heartburn pretty much constantly from about 4pm until I go to bed, regardless of what I eat. I cannot sleep, I either have to wake up to pee constantly (last night it was literally 5 times in 2 hours) or I get leg cramps that I have to stretch out. I have also started having these sharp pains in my legs/hips. It's not in the back but in the front and down my leg. It makes me limp which makes all 23 of my students and many of my colleagues ask "what's wrong". Since I'm in pain it's really hard not to respond "LOOK AT ME, I'M ABOUT TO EXPLODE. WHAT DO YOU THINK IS WRONG?" I usually just say something like, "I'm okay" or "he must be moving around today". Today I did lose my poise a little when a substitute said "wow you got big really fast" I said in a very flat tone "I'm due in 32 days, I'm 9 months pregnant, I did not get big fast" and shut my classroom door! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; A friend of mine recently blogged about how hard it is to be a new mom and took some heat for it, so just to clarify: I'm so thankful that I was able to conceive and carry a child to full term without any complications. I cannot wait to meet my son and see what he looks like, I'm thrilled to add a baby to our family but being pregnant is hard. There is truly no way to understand what it's like until you have done it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post a picture but I can't bring myself to. It is truly unbelievable that I look like this. I really appreciate my lying friends who keep telling me that I look cute and that I don't even look pregnant from the back. That's what friends are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7406030164342065123?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7406030164342065123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-getting-hard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7406030164342065123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7406030164342065123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-getting-hard.html' title='It&apos;s getting hard'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5242632688530413492</id><published>2010-11-23T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:39:52.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a stroller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have a baby to put in it but I got a stroller today. I went to BuyBuyBaby thinking that I wanted either the BOB Revolution or the Phil and Ted sport buggy. I ended up with the Baby Jogger Summit XC. I liked it a lot better than the other two. It seems more durable and had more padding. I still need to buy the kit to attach the car seat. Now I'll have no excuse to not get back in shape after he's born (yeah right I bet I think of a few)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOwlsjA-6jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Y1fZAVbSnLg/s1600/stroller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOwlsjA-6jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Y1fZAVbSnLg/s320/stroller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542846688630073906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;By the way, if you haven't been to &lt;a href="http://www.buybuybaby.com/default.asp?"&gt;Buy Buy Baby &lt;/a&gt;I suggest you check it out. It's huge. It's owned by Bed Bath and Beyond and is set up pretty similarly. They have everything for babies and a huge selection to choose from. Today was my first time there but I think I'll be frequenting more often, plus they send out coupons like Bed Bath and Beyond does so you can save $5 off one item or sometimes 20% off one item. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5242632688530413492?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5242632688530413492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-stroller.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5242632688530413492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5242632688530413492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-stroller.html' title='I have a stroller!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOwlsjA-6jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Y1fZAVbSnLg/s72-c/stroller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2632578939610299266</id><published>2010-11-15T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T16:06:24.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/0AaNmjZyzaMWNA/0AaNmjZyzaMWNOSg/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1289865893000/0/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewMessageContainer" style="height:55px; background-color:#f4f4e9; text-align:center; padding: 15px 0 15px 0; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewTitle" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Peppermint Dots Christmas Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Get custom &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;photo Christmas cards&lt;/a&gt; online at Shutterfly.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;View the entire &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;collection&lt;/a&gt; of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2212814144203201928-2632578939610299266?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2632578939610299266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-christmas-card.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2632578939610299266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2632578939610299266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-christmas-card.html' title='Our Christmas card'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8341170175990915507</id><published>2010-11-15T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T13:26:04.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coolest thing since sliced bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What could it be, you ask. Why it's Shutterfly, which is basically my favorite invention ever. I have loved Shutterfly for years. You can just share pictures if you want or you can order prints to be delivered to your house or a local Target. You can make photobooks, which I am obsessed with. I made one for our wedding and then duplicated it in a smaller size and gave them to people as gifts. I seriously have about 10 photo books from Shutterfly. I also used Shutterfly to make our Save the Dates for the wedding. It was so easy and they turned out really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also make really cool personalized &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/calendars/wall-calendars"&gt;calendars&lt;/a&gt; to give as gifts or keep for yourself. I am already planning to make baby Jackson a calendar model next year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the folks over at Shutterfly have decided to bless bloggers with 50 free holiday cards. I am planning to send out our holiday cards soon. This year they will also be serving as mementos of our pregnancy for family and friends who haven't gotten to see the bump grow. I am really excited about them. I am planning to use this design, because pregnant ladies are supposed to "glow":&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOGjkMSN4qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3WNbkJ0koVA/s1600/PHOTOCARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOGjkMSN4qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3WNbkJ0koVA/s320/PHOTOCARD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539888858810671778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But there are so many fabulous ones to choose from on the &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; that you can find one to fit any style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really like this design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOGkWzNwKBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bWPcyJSSmoo/s1600/STATIONERYCARd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOGkWzNwKBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bWPcyJSSmoo/s320/STATIONERYCARd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539889728254388242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which you can find&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-photo-cards"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are a fellow blogger who also loves Shutterfly or you just want to give it a try now is the perfect time! For more details about the 50 free cards visit the Shutterfly site &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/sfly2010"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8341170175990915507?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8341170175990915507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/coolest-thing-since-sliced-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8341170175990915507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8341170175990915507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/coolest-thing-since-sliced-bread.html' title='coolest thing since sliced bread'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOGjkMSN4qI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3WNbkJ0koVA/s72-c/PHOTOCARD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8342580289156149285</id><published>2010-11-14T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T13:21:16.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couples' shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not the best picture of me but I guess at 8 months you get what you get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPY2Dx9zI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mbeJ_EGytWE/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B020.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPY2Dx9zI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mbeJ_EGytWE/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539514829912536882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPYdzJ2fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/sfbIEZB1L2Q/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Friday my three best friends threw an awesome couples' shower for Keith and me. Candace, Kristin, and Amy worked really hard and made it a very special evening for us. We had about 15 people there and we got some great gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJ7Oex_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XowqEk6reik/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJ7Oex_I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XowqEk6reik/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512374578300914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candace's daughter, Lizzy, snuck herself into our girl photo. She's so cute, so I guess she can stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJkJd_WI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gN0l2-qzLc/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJkJd_WI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7gN0l2-qzLc/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512368383262050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lizzy posing with Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJfL0iHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mcaoRUZfijA/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNJfL0iHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mcaoRUZfijA/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512367050950770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The girls suggested baby photos of Keith and me as well as a sonogram for a center piece. It turned out really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPYdzJ2fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/sfbIEZB1L2Q/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPYdzJ2fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/sfbIEZB1L2Q/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539514823400348146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have eaten that whole pan of mac and cheese myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNIwPs1PI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XW3ncSAxMcA/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNIwPs1PI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XW3ncSAxMcA/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512354450756850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cute cake my mom made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNIvITYoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-Zv55S-qyms/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBNIvITYoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-Zv55S-qyms/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539512354151293570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;The diaper cake made by Kristin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPZKOjKOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R_lAaEdNvJo/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPZKOjKOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R_lAaEdNvJo/s320/32%2Bweeks%2B026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539514835326413026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Opening presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPYdzJ2fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/sfbIEZB1L2Q/s1600/32%2Bweeks%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2212814144203201928-8342580289156149285?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8342580289156149285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/couples-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8342580289156149285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8342580289156149285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/11/couples-shower.html' title='Couples&apos; shower'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TOBPY2Dx9zI/AAAAAAAAAQE/mbeJ_EGytWE/s72-c/32%2Bweeks%2B020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5099576110168897388</id><published>2010-10-31T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:56:03.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first mommy project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TM3lq0_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aIQGgdN3a4c/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TM3lIsSPE1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/NRLlJwpLL90/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a sewing machine for my birthday, in August. This is my first project, it's October. In any case I think it went well. I still have a few things to do but since the bad dog ate my red thread I'll have to wait until I get more red thread to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TM3lq0_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aIQGgdN3a4c/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TM3lq0_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aIQGgdN3a4c/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332041050053858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Jackson can spit up in style with his Georgia Bulldog and green monkey burp cloths!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5099576110168897388?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5099576110168897388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-mommy-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5099576110168897388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5099576110168897388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-mommy-project.html' title='my first mommy project'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TM3lq0_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/aIQGgdN3a4c/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8187248953750651489</id><published>2010-10-16T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:33:40.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Fall Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have been wanting to make cabbage rolls for a while but I thought they would be really hard, I was wrong. These were delicious and fairly easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLowvkzcVsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RXa-Ml5XZJE/s1600/cabbage+rolls+011.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLowvkzcVsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RXa-Ml5XZJE/s320/cabbage+rolls+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528785086442133186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1 head cabbage&lt;br /&gt;3/4 pound ground beef (I used Morning Star meatless crumbles)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;1 can diced tomatoes&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLozVvmB-6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/VYT74lg_x7M/s1600/cabbage+rolls+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLozVvmB-6I/AAAAAAAAAOk/VYT74lg_x7M/s200/cabbage+rolls+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528787941196954530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 oz can tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup long grain rice ( I used brown rice)&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon dried basil or oregano (I used Italian Seasoning)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start boiling a pot of water and preheat oven to 350&lt;br /&gt;Brown the meat and chopped onion and drain.&lt;br /&gt;Since I used the meatless crumbles I added some water,&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLoxW3ahCGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PC_zJd9CfkY/s1600/cabbage+rolls+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLoxW3ahCGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PC_zJd9CfkY/s200/cabbage+rolls+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528785761452755042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and garlic to the "meat" to give it some flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLoyDE8wdnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6VywzdcnHe4/s1600/cabbage+rolls+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLoyDE8wdnI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6VywzdcnHe4/s200/cabbage+rolls+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528786521000277618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the meat is done add the can of tomatoes, don't drain, 1/2 cup water,&lt;br /&gt;uncooked rice, Worcestershire sauce (I added a little extra to give the crumbles more flavor), 1/4 teaspoon salt, and 1/4 teaspoon pepper.  Bring this mixture to a boil then reduce heat, cover, and simmer 15-20 minutes until the rice is tender. Stir in 1/4 cup cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the meat and rice is cooking cut the big vein out of about 10 cabbage leaves.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo0BFOv3vI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CN9a_ppZM80/s1600/cabbage+rolls+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo0BFOv3vI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CN9a_ppZM80/s200/cabbage+rolls+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528788685739253490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the leaf whole just take off the big, hard part of the vein at the bottom. When the water is boiling, put about 4 or 5 cabbage leaves in and boil until they are limp, about 3 minutes. Drain and then rinse with cold water. Repeat for the other leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo0psvGhUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/byjzER-e_uM/s1600/cabbage+rolls+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo0psvGhUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/byjzER-e_uM/s200/cabbage+rolls+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528789383538705730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the meat mixture is done, scoop about 1/3 cup into a cabbage leaf and roll up like a burrito. I wasn't really particular about it, just try to keep the meat inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a teaspoon of sugar and a teaspoon of Italian seasoning into the can of tomato sauce and stir it up. Pour half the can into the bottom of your casserole dish or 9x13 cake pan.&lt;br /&gt;Lay the cabbage&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo1KRna-eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7jm6Qd456Ys/s1600/cabbage+rolls+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLo1KRna-eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7jm6Qd456Ys/s200/cabbage+rolls+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528789943194417634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rolls in the pan with the flat side up, so that they don't unroll. Then pour the other half of the can of sauce evenly over the cabbage rolls. Bake, covered, at 350 for 30 minutes. When they are done sprinkle the rest of the cheddar cheese over them. I did half with cheese and half without, both were really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give this a try let me know what you think and if you make any creative substitutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8187248953750651489?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8187248953750651489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/fabulous-fall-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8187248953750651489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8187248953750651489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/fabulous-fall-dinner.html' title='Fabulous Fall Dinner'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLowvkzcVsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RXa-Ml5XZJE/s72-c/cabbage+rolls+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5678695601263044661</id><published>2010-10-13T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:15:03.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKFVNVQ1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xsav5zqGn98/s1600/new+camera+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;We ordered a new camera to take pictures of the baby when he comes. We don't have a car seat, a baby tub, or diapers but we have a camera. Clearly we have our priorities in line. The new camera is pretty cool. It has a special setting for child portraits, which is great because I am a point and shoot kind of girl. Since we don't have a baby yet we have been trying out the other settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The food setting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZG742hvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/XgkWJGHevFg/s1600/new+camera+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZG742hvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/XgkWJGHevFg/s320/new+camera+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527683587331177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;These cupcakes were voted the best cupcakes in Atlanta. I bought 12 for $29. I do not know who voted in this contest. I make cupcakes that are 100 times better. So if you're in Atlanta don't stop at Sweet Pockets for overpriced cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZHhFE-0yI/AAAAAAAAANk/PPe6Kv1Aku4/s1600/new+camera+016.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZHhFE-0yI/AAAAAAAAANk/PPe6Kv1Aku4/s320/new+camera+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527684226268189474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is another really exciting thing to take a picture of: homemade pizza. It was good but I wouldn't normally take a picture unless I wanted to try out a new camera setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The pet portrait setting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKFVNVQ1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xsav5zqGn98/s1600/new+camera+011.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKFVNVQ1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xsav5zqGn98/s320/new+camera+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527687048096727890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Caesar the chihuahua. He was good for the first 7 pictures I took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKFwRNGPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9cYNahSywG4/s1600/new+camera+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKFwRNGPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9cYNahSywG4/s320/new+camera+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527687055360727282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Then he started ignoring me and eventually hid behind the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKE2GlO3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/qu4inDprJIE/s1600/new+camera+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKE2GlO3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/qu4inDprJIE/s320/new+camera+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527687039746915186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is Brewster the mutt we got when someone found him wandering in a campground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKElFT1vI/AAAAAAAAANs/iXGWMjt2xF8/s1600/new+camera+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZKElFT1vI/AAAAAAAAANs/iXGWMjt2xF8/s320/new+camera+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527687035178178290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is the strangest face I've ever seen a dog make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm hoping to borrow some kids this week from my friends and try out the child setting on them :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5678695601263044661?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5678695601263044661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-camera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5678695601263044661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5678695601263044661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TLZG742hvSI/AAAAAAAAANc/XgkWJGHevFg/s72-c/new+camera+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6900269587648207543</id><published>2010-10-06T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T15:47:20.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy?</title><content type='html'>I may or may not be completely crazy. I am still planning to walk in the 3 Day for a Cure in 2 weeks. I will be 30 weeks pregnant at the time of the walk. It is 20 miles each day for 3 days. I am not sure if I will make the whole 20 each day but I will be giving it my best! Visit my team page to see photos from last year and make a donation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the3day.org/site/TR/2010/AtlantaEvent2010?team_id=127280&amp;amp;pg=team&amp;amp;fr_id=1461"&gt;Under Garment Avengers&lt;/a&gt; our team is University of Georgia (UGA) themed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6900269587648207543?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6900269587648207543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/crazy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6900269587648207543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6900269587648207543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/10/crazy.html' title='crazy?'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-3684608997443994964</id><published>2010-09-21T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:01:19.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TJlHNdoBwpI/AAAAAAAAANU/jIv8ikVEG0I/s1600/25+weeks+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 25 weeks now and I'm feeling movement all the time. He seems very active. If Keith puts his hand on my stomach, Jackson really kicks hard. It's like they are playing together. Here is a picture of my giant belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TJlHNdoBwpI/AAAAAAAAANU/jIv8ikVEG0I/s1600/25+weeks+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TJlHNdoBwpI/AAAAAAAAANU/jIv8ikVEG0I/s320/25+weeks+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519521114935640722" 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/2212814144203201928-3684608997443994964?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/3684608997443994964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/25-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3684608997443994964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3684608997443994964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/25-weeks.html' title='25 weeks'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TJlHNdoBwpI/AAAAAAAAANU/jIv8ikVEG0I/s72-c/25+weeks+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5556735061796262051</id><published>2010-09-13T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:03:43.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonders of pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I finally started feeling well enough to not take Zofran every day around 20-21 weeks. I thought that the toilet hugging was behind  me and life was going to be grand. Fast forward to last Tuesday, 23 weeks, at lunch. I was sitting with some teachers in a classroom eating my lunch and feeling great. All of a sudden I knew I was going to throw up. I got up to head to the bathroom and calmly said, "I'm going to throw up" well apparently that calmness didn't relay to the others how immediately I was going to throw up. I told one of them to give me the trash can and she said, "it's right there" I was like "I can't get it" so then she realized that I was in fact going to throw up right then and gave me the trash can. I threw up in the trash can as I walked down the hall to the bathroom and then projectile vomited my lunch (spaghetti) all over the toilet in the staff bathroom, my dress, my whistle, and my lanyard. So here I am surrounded by spaghetti with tears streaming and a dirty dress. I wiped the toilet the best I could, thank God the custodian was already on her way in to do her scheduled cleaning, cleaned my dress, threw away the whistle and lanyard, threw away the trash bag from the little can, and headed out. I passed 3 people who looked at me like they had seen a ghost and asked if I was okay. By this time another teacher had brought my kids back from the lunch room so now I'm surrounded by 22 1st graders who are expecting me to entertain them. I buzzed the front office and an AP came to my room. I explained that I needed to go home and change because I had thrown up on myself. She let me leave and I was back within 20 minutes in a clean dress. It was not the best day and I think it will be a while before I eat spaghetti again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;In other news Jackson is kicking away like a soccer player. Last night Keith was listening to my belly with a stethoscope and every time he put it on the baby would kick really hard in that exact spot. It was really funny and felt very strange. I have also started having heart burn. I have never had it in my life but I quickly became friends with Berry Tums and it's not so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Today my doctor said my weight is good and everything looks great. I go back in two weeks for a glucose test and a shot. Since I have A- blood I have to get this injection now and then take some medicine after he is born to make sure I don't make any antibodies that could cross the placenta in future pregnancies. Fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5556735061796262051?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5556735061796262051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/wonders-of-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5556735061796262051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5556735061796262051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/wonders-of-pregnancy.html' title='the wonders of pregnancy'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2449369506423205164</id><published>2010-09-05T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T07:54:12.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a shameful admission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today I decided to clean out our fridge. I am ashamed to say that I threw away a garbage bag full of food. As I was reading expiration dates and purging old items I started thinking about how bad it really was that I was throwing out all this food. When I was little I remember people saying, "there are starving kids in China who would love to have that food" and I just ignored them. But there really are starving kids and adults all over the world and I'm throwing away food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You should know that we try to save money in every way possible. We have new windows, new furnace, and new insulation to save on electricity and gas bills. We use Netflix to save on movie rentals. We clip coupons. We shop at outlet malls. (Now I will admit that most of this is because of Keith, he is the saver and I'm the spender. ) Keith Boddie does not like to waste money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But now with a baby coming I have been trying to be more conscientious about spending, asking myself if I really need things before I buy them.  I am good at this everywhere except the grocery store, and Target but that's another story. I am Kroger's favorite shopper. Those 10 for $10 deals get me every time. I don't really need a box of macaroni noodles but for $1 I might use them, Campbell's soups on sale for $1 better stock up. So we end up with a fridge and pantry full of unused items that I just had to buy. I think that I have enough canned soup to last a life time. We don't really even eat canned soup! So I made a list today and actually bought only what was on it, except for 2 things but I am really going to use them. I also decided to whip out my phone and add things up as I went so I could actually see what I was spending. I spent about half what I would have normally spent! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We have had conversations with friends in the past about grocery spending, because that's how exciting we are, and it is always determined that the Boddies spend more at the store than almost everyone else. Now I know why, I'm throwing it away three weeks later. So from this day forward Kroger will not be tricking me with their fabulous 10 for $10 sales, I am making a list and sticking to it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-2449369506423205164?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2449369506423205164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/shameful-admission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2449369506423205164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2449369506423205164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/09/shameful-admission.html' title='a shameful admission'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7690523800096039251</id><published>2010-08-20T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T17:56:13.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8joP1oR6I/AAAAAAAAANE/V5w30vmffLY/s1600/20+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8hwEnWVbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lyt71nXfuP4/s1600/20+weeks+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This week marks the halfway point in my pregnancy. I can't decide if it has gone by quickly or slowly. Sometimes it seems like I just found out and other times it seems like I have been pregnant forever. I keep thinking that I'm over my sickness but just when I tell someone I'm feeling much better I throw up the next time I brush my teeth. So I'm not going to jinx myself anymore. I refilled my Zofran today after dry heaving and almost peeing my pants at school so at least if I feel sick I'll have my saving grace.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying that I need a baby book to document all the things that are happening in my pregnancy. I guess a blog will work too. I started to feel hunger like nobody's business around week 17/18. Like literally I would be fine and then be so hungry I would sell my soul for some food, within seconds the transformation occurred. I started taking lots of snacks to school for just such disasters, and it's been pretty well under control since then. I have also noticed a change in my belly button. I have always had a really deep belly button, now it looks like a normal shallow one. I am wondering how long it will be before it pops out all together.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the time of the intense hunger my belly also seemed to pop out. Coincidence? Probably not. So at my 20 week appointment my doc, well not my normal one but one of the men in the practice, said I had gained more weight than he wanted me to. I thought, "really because you don't actually know me, so how did you know before meeting me how much weight you wanted me to gain?" Also he said to drink more water and eat less fruit. I have been drinking more water. As far as eating fruit goes, I'm hungry pretty much all the time so I can either eat an apple or a pizza and I'm still choosing apple.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here is a picture of my fruit eating belly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8joP1oR6I/AAAAAAAAANE/V5w30vmffLY/s1600/20+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8joP1oR6I/AAAAAAAAANE/V5w30vmffLY/s320/20+weeks+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507660043650615202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8hwEnWVbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/lyt71nXfuP4/s1600/20+weeks+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pretty scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My first graders provide a lot of laughs related to my pregnancy. This week I heard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;two kids talking about teachers they know, both of them are in my class. One boy listed a few teachers and the other said, "what about Mrs. Boddie" reply: oh yeah 1st boy again "what about her baby" reply: Yeah and her baby too&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope that baby is a boy so I can tickle him on the stomach"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was carrying some papers and apparently resting them on my belly. The papers left tiny little paper shreds all over my dress so I was trying to wipe them off and one my kids said, "is your baby itching?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-7690523800096039251?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7690523800096039251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/halfway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7690523800096039251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7690523800096039251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/halfway.html' title='Halfway'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TG8joP1oR6I/AAAAAAAAANE/V5w30vmffLY/s72-c/20+weeks+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4799002091175726845</id><published>2010-08-12T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:24:55.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First grade and Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've been in school for 4 days now. I'm teaching first grade this year and I am so happy to be back with the younger kids. My class is really sweet, most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;These are the highlights so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mrs. Boddie why are you having a baby? How did it get in there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin Bieber is dead. Me: No he's not don't say things to scare people. Kid: Why didn't he die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The following day: Well if Justin Bieber isn't dead Michael Jackson is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mrs. Boddie what are you naming your baby? Me: Jackson Kid: Oh, like Michael Jackson. Me: Yeah, just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do  you want your baby to be a boy or girl? Me: He's a boy, I already told you that. Kid: Oh, I just thought you might want a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So as you can see they seem to be fixated on my baby and Michael Jackson! We'll see what the rest of the year brings. For now I am worn out everyday but very happy to be with such a fun group of six year olds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4799002091175726845?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4799002091175726845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-grade-and-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4799002091175726845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4799002091175726845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-grade-and-michael-jackson.html' title='First grade and Michael Jackson'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7450415964175427303</id><published>2010-08-12T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:19:00.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery</title><content type='html'>We are pretty much finished with the nursery. I knew with school starting I would be too tired to work on it so we went ahead and got everything done early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSODmvfa5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Imr9TGNb9B4/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSODmvfa5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Imr9TGNb9B4/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504680837144079250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uppercase Living letters above his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSOU1Ubm7I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1d-tikjDVgY/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSOU1Ubm7I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1d-tikjDVgY/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504681133114891186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This elephant looks lonely but I have a few white frames from Babies R Us that will be keeping him company soon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSOuTAGZZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/q32NB1eDAXM/s1600/nursery+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSOuTAGZZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/q32NB1eDAXM/s320/nursery+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504681570579408274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSPGL4zS7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iPNidVMHABg/s1600/crib+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSPGL4zS7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iPNidVMHABg/s320/crib+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504681980986608562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this before I put the mattress in but it's in now and the sheet is on it instead of hanging over the end of the crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this nursery and I hope Jackson does too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7450415964175427303?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7450415964175427303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/nursery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7450415964175427303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7450415964175427303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/08/nursery.html' title='Nursery'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TGSODmvfa5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Imr9TGNb9B4/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1017277540555174175</id><published>2010-07-25T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:28:39.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEysYPx-WbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iZnHmyKy4oo/s1600/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have been working on the nursery this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrDUFR4JI/AAAAAAAAAME/2G8RmEzOrGs/s1600/world+of+coke+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrDUFR4JI/AAAAAAAAAME/2G8RmEzOrGs/s320/world+of+coke+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497957318531342482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrDNNYnMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eK7rIDN5GJE/s1600/world+of+coke+016.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrDNNYnMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eK7rIDN5GJE/s320/world+of+coke+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497957316686290114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am waiting for this bedding to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrzt-j9LI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gAvcs5UCX_M/s1600/bedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrzt-j9LI/AAAAAAAAAMM/gAvcs5UCX_M/s320/bedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497958150116209842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEysYPx-WbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iZnHmyKy4oo/s1600/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEysYPx-WbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iZnHmyKy4oo/s320/crib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497958777665509810" 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/2212814144203201928-1017277540555174175?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1017277540555174175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/nursery-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1017277540555174175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1017277540555174175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/nursery-in-progress.html' title='Nursery in progress'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TEyrDUFR4JI/AAAAAAAAAME/2G8RmEzOrGs/s72-c/world+of+coke+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4795614687571695701</id><published>2010-07-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T08:18:08.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have always wanted a little girl, so when we saw (without a doubt) that I am carrying a boy I was surprised. The doctor told us that he was very healthy and that I am in the lowest risk category possible, but I still felt tears welling up. In my head I was saying "if you cry because you are not having a girl, you are a jackass. you have a perfectly healthy baby." So I did not cry. It is not that I don't want a little boy, it was just that I needed some time to adjust my vision of my child. When you spend so long picturing your little girl with bows and dresses, and you have more hormones than you know what to do with, it's kind of like losing something to find out that she's not going to be arriving at the end of the pregnancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Keith was smiling more than I've ever seen him smile. We left the office and I began the mass texts and phone calls. By the time I called my friend Kristin the tears were about to fall. So we ate dinner and talked about our little boy. By the time we left the restaurant I was happy. We have been working on the nursery and creating a registry. I'm very excited to meet Jackson Keith Boddie in January!&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-4795614687571695701?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4795614687571695701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4795614687571695701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4795614687571695701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6412223823232512734</id><published>2010-07-15T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T05:57:41.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TD8FSyyVHgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0SE2bezGDMM/s1600/15+weeks+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TD8FSyyVHgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0SE2bezGDMM/s320/15+weeks+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494115890843950594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can still wear my cotton shirts from before, no button ups though. I am still wearing my pants with the Bella Band. It's hard to know if I'm too big, too small, just right so I don't spend a lot of time thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6412223823232512734?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6412223823232512734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/15-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6412223823232512734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6412223823232512734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/15-weeks.html' title='15 weeks'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TD8FSyyVHgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0SE2bezGDMM/s72-c/15+weeks+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2090253202259745387</id><published>2010-07-14T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:16:18.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hygiene takes a hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Many things in life change when you become pregnant. You can't drink alcohol or caffeine, no fish, no undercooked meats, and the list goes on. I knew that working out was going to be harder and that I probably wouldn't handle the Atlanta heat as well as before. I was even prepared for a little morning sickness. What I was not prepared for was a fetus that hates good hygiene. I end up throwing up almost every time I brush my teeth or take a shower. I can somewhat understand the teeth brushing, I mean it does involve my mouth/gag reflex. I do not, however, understand what it is about the shower that makes me sick. I think that it might be the heat combined with bending over to dry my feet/legs. &lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-2090253202259745387?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2090253202259745387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/hygiene-takes-hit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2090253202259745387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2090253202259745387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/hygiene-takes-hit.html' title='Hygiene takes a hit'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1203466956488627967</id><published>2010-07-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:10:46.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHPr578PI/AAAAAAAAALs/j4LaEC5oNgg/s1600/hawaii+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHBaTXIkI/AAAAAAAAALk/qyDPIJz6xe4/s1600/hawaii+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii was a great vacation! It is a place that everyone should visit at least once in their life. We stayed at Milolii, a small village at the bottom tip of the big island. It is on the Kona side of the big island. Kona is the "sunny" side of the island, it doesn't rain very much there so the landscape is mostly lava without many trees or plants. So our landscape looked mostly like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNCpNezSmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N59r5psuaiI/s1600/00000017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNCpNezSmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N59r5psuaiI/s320/00000017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490805646455687778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in the fishing village there was a trail to a black sand beach. It was absolutely beautiful. Most days we were the only people there. On our final trip there Keith was snorkeling and saw a large shark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNDYJvjcqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/T-8ABzQkm1Y/s1600/00000001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNDYJvjcqI/AAAAAAAAAKs/T-8ABzQkm1Y/s320/00000001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490806452906062498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNDsMNijFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zZ5ws6KWEHM/s1600/00000003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNDsMNijFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zZ5ws6KWEHM/s320/00000003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490806797166087250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a dolphin swim trip. I got really sick but Keith had a fabulous time. He took a lot of pictures, some turned out really well. I did have the opportunity to see a few dolphins and get pretty close to them before the sickness set in. It was really amazing to see them so close up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNESH9O9dI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QZAjiHO_-V4/s1600/00000012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNESH9O9dI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QZAjiHO_-V4/s320/00000012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490807448858981842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a few trips to the other side of the island. This is the Hilo side. It is the home of the volcanoes, and is much more tropical. This side gets more rain and looks more like the Hawaii you see on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFJp_TCTI/AAAAAAAAALE/pHHWsXalnD0/s1600/hawaii+090.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFJp_TCTI/AAAAAAAAALE/pHHWsXalnD0/s320/hawaii+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490808402887248178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in front of a giant crater left behind after a volcanic explosion. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFXDzKkzI/AAAAAAAAALM/Nru9mzuflZE/s1600/hawaii+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFXDzKkzI/AAAAAAAAALM/Nru9mzuflZE/s320/hawaii+096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490808633153983282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Keith in the lava tube we walked through. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFvao1RhI/AAAAAAAAALU/385GiNGJ5UU/s1600/hawaii+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNFvao1RhI/AAAAAAAAALU/385GiNGJ5UU/s320/hawaii+155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490809051601520146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hiked a little to this waterfall. It was really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final highlight of our trip was the Luau we went to on our anniversary. It was very fun and something everyone should do if they have the chance. It was hard to get good pictures in the low light but I'll post a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHBaTXIkI/AAAAAAAAALk/qyDPIJz6xe4/s1600/hawaii+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHBaTXIkI/AAAAAAAAALk/qyDPIJz6xe4/s320/hawaii+110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490810460260737602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNGym0FdoI/AAAAAAAAALc/hWh_jAs-qfo/s1600/hawaii+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNGym0FdoI/AAAAAAAAALc/hWh_jAs-qfo/s320/hawaii+136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490810205921179266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHPr578PI/AAAAAAAAALs/j4LaEC5oNgg/s1600/hawaii+138.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNHPr578PI/AAAAAAAAALs/j4LaEC5oNgg/s320/hawaii+138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490810705504104690" 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/2212814144203201928-1203466956488627967?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1203466956488627967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/hawaii-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1203466956488627967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1203466956488627967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/hawaii-recap.html' title='Hawaii Recap'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TDNCpNezSmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N59r5psuaiI/s72-c/00000017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7453636453911086311</id><published>2010-07-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:50:19.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good news came today. I went in for the screening for Down Syndrome, Spina Bifida, and other chromosomal disorders on Tuesday. I got the call from the doctor today that all is well. She said I have the health age and risk factors of a 20 year old. I just wish they knew if I am having a girl or not :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my sickness had subsided but it reared its ugly head again yesterday and today. I threw up in the kitchen sink last night, rinsed my mouth, and continued to cook dinner. I think I deserve a medal! I think all pregnant ladies do, this is the best experience of my life but I don't think I really understood how hard it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7453636453911086311?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7453636453911086311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/screening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7453636453911086311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7453636453911086311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/07/screening.html' title='Screening'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1938500780770413972</id><published>2010-06-30T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T08:10:00.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new bikini body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TCtd6Od0tgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dxQTMQkfM7E/s1600/00000013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TCtd6Od0tgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dxQTMQkfM7E/s320/00000013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488583825778062850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not exactly what I was going for! About 3 days into my Jillian Michaels transformation I found out I was pregnant. I was so thankful, both to be pregnant and to get a reprieve from Ms. Michaels. So as you can see, I was a little more white whale than Victoria's Secret model. I still wore the bikini on the secluded beaches because, well I had spent the money and I loved it and I don't know anyone in Hawaii. Sharing it here takes a bit more courage, but most of my readers are my friends who are moms themselves so I figured I am among friends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2212814144203201928-1938500780770413972?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1938500780770413972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-new-bikini-body.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1938500780770413972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1938500780770413972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-new-bikini-body.html' title='My new bikini body'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/TCtd6Od0tgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dxQTMQkfM7E/s72-c/00000013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4771241693760973233</id><published>2010-06-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:17:13.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii tomorrow</title><content type='html'>We leave for Hawaii tomorrow at 11am. I am so excited. I'll have plenty of pictures and fun to share when we get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-4771241693760973233?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4771241693760973233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/06/hawaii-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4771241693760973233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4771241693760973233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/06/hawaii-tomorrow.html' title='Hawaii tomorrow'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1640721773871176542</id><published>2010-05-16T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:44:18.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S_CQhfIHUNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XNfGU9L_6qk/s1600/skinny+bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read this book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S_CQhfIHUNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XNfGU9L_6qk/s1600/skinny+bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S_CQhfIHUNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XNfGU9L_6qk/s320/skinny+bitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472032452220768466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not sure how I feel about it. They do have some good ideas, but they are pretty extreme. I have read a lot of research regarding healthy eating. I agree completely with the idea of reading all ingredients and knowing what  you are putting into your body. I don't agree, however, that eating animal products equals eating poison. I feel that organic meats and dairy have their place in a balanced diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this book for a new perspective on food and your body, but as with everything take it with a grain of salt (even if it's not Celtic sea salt) and make your own choices :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1640721773871176542?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1640721773871176542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/05/mixed-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1640721773871176542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1640721773871176542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/05/mixed-review.html' title='Mixed Review'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S_CQhfIHUNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/XNfGU9L_6qk/s72-c/skinny+bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-685406877469348488</id><published>2010-04-19T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:22:45.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian Michaels is trying to kill me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I started the 30 Day Shred today, thanks Katie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Rheannon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Rheannon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8zJSNWTO3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/LDnR0lfOXgA/s1600/30+day+shred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8zJSNWTO3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/LDnR0lfOXgA/s320/30+day+shred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461961762751593330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I do not know how those people on Biggest Loser don't die, literally. I am not totally out of shape, after all I walked 60 miles in October, I can walk 15 miles a day for training with no problem, I ran 2.5 miles last week, but this 20 minute workout was HARD. I mean I'm really glad I did it and I hope to look and feel better in a month, but if Jillian hadn't been telling me not to turn off the DVD player I might have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-685406877469348488?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/685406877469348488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/04/jillian-michaels-is-trying-to-kill-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/685406877469348488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/685406877469348488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/04/jillian-michaels-is-trying-to-kill-me.html' title='Jillian Michaels is trying to kill me'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8zJSNWTO3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/LDnR0lfOXgA/s72-c/30+day+shred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2115568468863096467</id><published>2010-04-11T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:12:59.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Yellow, I mean Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8Is4xCoaRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IlAwUf92oO4/s1600/pollen+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8IsrBHaucI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FvSCQRnHIsA/s1600/pollen+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you know it is Spring in Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8IsrBHaucI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FvSCQRnHIsA/s1600/pollen+003.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8IsrBHaucI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FvSCQRnHIsA/s320/pollen+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458974815872006594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8Is4xCoaRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IlAwUf92oO4/s1600/pollen+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8Is4xCoaRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IlAwUf92oO4/s320/pollen+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458975052075133202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything gets a coating of yellow pollen. The news said a pollen count above 120 is extremely high, this week we were at 5,837. When it rained, the streets ran yellow! It's really crazy to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2115568468863096467?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2115568468863096467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-yellow-i-mean-spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2115568468863096467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2115568468863096467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-yellow-i-mean-spring.html' title='It&apos;s Yellow, I mean Spring'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S8IsrBHaucI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FvSCQRnHIsA/s72-c/pollen+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-282057737404831354</id><published>2010-03-24T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T05:42:03.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign the petition | Jamie's Food Revolution USA | Jamie Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/jfr-beta/petition.php"&gt;Sign the petition  Jamie's Food Revolution USA  Jamie Oliver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-282057737404831354?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.jamieoliver.com/jfr-beta/petition.php' title='Sign the petition | Jamie&apos;s Food Revolution USA | Jamie Oliver'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/282057737404831354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/03/sign-petition-jamies-food-revolution.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/282057737404831354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/282057737404831354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/03/sign-petition-jamies-food-revolution.html' title='Sign the petition | Jamie&apos;s Food Revolution USA | Jamie Oliver'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4972727299786950606</id><published>2010-02-27T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:59:27.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last</title><content type='html'>New bedroom furniture! I have been pleading my case to Mr. Boddie for what seems like forever, and I finally got new furniture. I love it. The bed is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S4mVTrwXbWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MmHeqQeTM4E/s1600-h/001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S4mVTrwXbWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MmHeqQeTM4E/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443045790049594722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S4mVisGRqaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9USGGH3IQIU/s1600-h/002.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S4mVisGRqaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9USGGH3IQIU/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443046047839529378" 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/2212814144203201928-4972727299786950606?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4972727299786950606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-long-last.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4972727299786950606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4972727299786950606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S4mVTrwXbWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MmHeqQeTM4E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-453040256010561847</id><published>2010-02-18T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:00:41.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the donating begin</title><content type='html'>Please share with everyone you know to help reach my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure3.convio.net/npt/site/Donation2?df_id=2260&amp;FR_ID=1461&amp;PROXY_ID=1822044&amp;PROXY_TYPE=20&amp;outreachid=XrbKZ8sIlOC66msSGAUqnp9vZxZBdnw1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Help me reach my goal for the Susan G. Komen Atlanta 3-Day for the Cure!" title="Help me reach my goal for the Susan G. Komen Atlanta 3-Day for the Cure!" src="http://www.the3day.org/site/DynImg/YXFY-BpKeyREZ4kCPj9PlvqFVV237gSq.jpg"/&gt;&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/2212814144203201928-453040256010561847?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/453040256010561847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-donating-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/453040256010561847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/453040256010561847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-donating-begin.html' title='Let the donating begin'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8921482876889376865</id><published>2010-02-15T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:03:18.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nudtOTMNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6qF_NR3zSbI/s1600-h/018_9A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nudtOTMNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6qF_NR3zSbI/s320/018_9A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438640219149775058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Savannah to celebrate Valentine's Day. We decided to go there for a break from the cold, rainy weather we have been having. The average temperature on Valentine's day is 65 degrees. This weekend, however, it was 47 degrees and it snowed for the first time since 1989. We managed to have a good time anyway. We had a fabulous dinner at Vic's on the River and took a tour of the city. Savannah has so much history, it was wonderful learning about it. We plan to visit again when it warms up, I want to take a ghost tour but it was too cold to do it this time. Here are a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nuQwn6NKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xhEIxXFQjhM/s1600-h/014_12A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nuQwn6NKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xhEIxXFQjhM/s320/014_12A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438639996724196514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nummCUKPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bCiLz5wL1oU/s1600-h/004_22A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nummCUKPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bCiLz5wL1oU/s320/004_22A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438640371839281394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed that I am wearing this hat, sunglasses, and coat in every picture. It looks like I'm hiding from the mafia or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8921482876889376865?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8921482876889376865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/frozen-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8921482876889376865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8921482876889376865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/02/frozen-valentines-day.html' title='Frozen Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S3nudtOTMNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6qF_NR3zSbI/s72-c/018_9A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-3508575216068390818</id><published>2010-01-31T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:29:01.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation countdown is on!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited, we just booked our summer trip to Hawaii! We have never been and cannot wait. We are staying in a house on the big island. We decided we wanted a private, relaxing vacation so we chose this over a hotel or resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hawaiian-hawaiian.com/images/milolii_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.hawaiian-hawaiian.com/images/milolii_beach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any tips or advice from veteran Hawaii vacationers is appreciated. &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Rheannon/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-3508575216068390818?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/3508575216068390818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-countdown-is-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3508575216068390818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3508575216068390818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-countdown-is-on.html' title='Vacation countdown is on!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5429898863022779204</id><published>2010-01-13T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:41:19.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant</title><content type='html'>So I hate the calorie counter on my Wii Active. I think that if I run, do squats, do lunges, run some more, then do jump squats I should burn 300 or 400 calories, not 94!&lt;br /&gt;In my head I imagine that all exercise burns way more calories than it does, like running 5 miles burns about 1,000 calories. It's just not fair that you can eat 500 in 10 seconds if you're not careful and it takes so much exercise to burn it off. Boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5429898863022779204?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5429898863022779204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5429898863022779204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5429898863022779204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-rant.html' title='Random Rant'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5093803138144234889</id><published>2010-01-08T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:44:19.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>So this is what gets you a snow day in Atlanta. I am not making fun, I am really glad actually, but this does give you some perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0dEOdwBSKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/d2IOcOVExp4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0dEOdwBSKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/d2IOcOVExp4/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424379291485948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0dEbuiBV4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/iA9aX9WgwHk/s1600-h/003.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0dEbuiBV4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/iA9aX9WgwHk/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424379519328933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Realistically, there are not enough snow plows, salt trucks, etc. to deal with even a little snow since we never get it. It is just amusing that this much snow gets you out of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5093803138144234889?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5093803138144234889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5093803138144234889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5093803138144234889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0dEOdwBSKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/d2IOcOVExp4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1928591399956729565</id><published>2010-01-03T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:50:05.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 1st 2010 project</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Keith and I didn't know what to do. So we decided to tear out our old counter tops and put in new ones. 28 hours later, we have new counter tops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0EQomyPAvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/L-BdSZvJaYM/s1600-h/counter+003.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0EQomyPAvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/L-BdSZvJaYM/s320/counter+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422633716122845938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0EQ25uofDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/suUKowsdSig/s1600-h/counter+001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0EQ25uofDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/suUKowsdSig/s320/counter+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422633961726180402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of work, but we are very happy with the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1928591399956729565?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1928591399956729565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-1st-2010-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1928591399956729565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1928591399956729565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-1st-2010-project.html' title='Our 1st 2010 project'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/S0EQomyPAvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/L-BdSZvJaYM/s72-c/counter+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-428121628086524926</id><published>2010-01-01T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:13:28.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goals</title><content type='html'>What if my goals and Mr. Boddie's don't line up? My goal: get pregnant in or around July. His goal: save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-428121628086524926?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/428121628086524926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/goals.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/428121628086524926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/428121628086524926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2010/01/goals.html' title='goals'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1500108198332972820</id><published>2009-12-24T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:35:13.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it</title><content type='html'>Here are my Christmas cake pops. They were a hit at the party. I ran out of time for photos before we left so I just snapped a couple quick shots. &lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" class="gl_video" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SzQkdRYDIRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u-0xeLeeXVo/s1600-h/001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SzQkdRYDIRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u-0xeLeeXVo/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418996336932626706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SzQksdrDF2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Sc0iR8Wv_n8/s1600-h/004.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SzQksdrDF2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Sc0iR8Wv_n8/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418996597931579234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made them bigger than bakerella, but they still turned out cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not attempt unless you are ready for a tedious afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-1500108198332972820?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1500108198332972820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1500108198332972820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1500108198332972820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-did-it.html' title='I did it'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SzQkdRYDIRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/u-0xeLeeXVo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-180272130165657856</id><published>2009-12-24T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:19:46.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck to me</title><content type='html'>I'm getting ready to attempt these. I'll let you know how they go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.com/its-beginning-to-look-a-lot-like-christmas/"&gt;Christmas cake pops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-180272130165657856?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/180272130165657856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-luck-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/180272130165657856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/180272130165657856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-luck-to-me.html' title='good luck to me'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6683249267051280151</id><published>2009-11-29T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:34:37.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy lately. Here is a brief recap.&lt;br /&gt;In October I walked 60 miles in 3 Days for Breast Cancer research. I raised over $2300 and my team raised over $12000 total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMfoOf1mMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PGbCz5ALuuM/s1600/3+Day+002.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMfoOf1mMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PGbCz5ALuuM/s320/3+Day+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409702353348958402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMf4iWIXwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tOqh9V9dGro/s1600/3+Day+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMf4iWIXwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tOqh9V9dGro/s320/3+Day+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409702633554861826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We re-created all the posters around camp. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the walk, we spent a quiet Halloween with friends watching Twilight. Shortly thereafter I became completely obsessed with the books and read all 4 in 7 days. That was pretty much all I did that week.  I went to work and then read all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November we got another new car. Keith is now driving a Honda Insight. He drives about 30 miles each way to and from work so we thought a hybrid was in order. He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMgo2pFYNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/AYa4Efo_CGw/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMgo2pFYNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/AYa4Efo_CGw/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409703463636787410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the car on Wednesday and then cleaned the house for my dad and Keith's whole family. We had a fried turkey, prepared in an infrared fryer without any oil and a prime rib. I have never made prime rib before but it turned out well. We had 12 people over on Thursday. It was a great holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to work tomorrow for a few weeks until Christmas. Hopefully I won't wait so long to post again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6683249267051280151?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6683249267051280151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6683249267051280151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6683249267051280151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SxMfoOf1mMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PGbCz5ALuuM/s72-c/3+Day+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6939553310048044179</id><published>2009-10-10T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:38:57.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcake genius</title><content type='html'>I got my new Debbie Mayer Cupcake Genius in the mail yesterday and I couldn't wait to use it. I decided to make chocolate raspberry cupcakes. They were delicious! Here are a few photos of the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEaYs0EF_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/5rnLkwDAWbA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEaYs0EF_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/5rnLkwDAWbA/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391119240587909106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished cupcakes with holes in them, well not really holes, more like wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEaq9pzYXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lIxJwpZ4c0I/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEaq9pzYXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lIxJwpZ4c0I/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391119554345918834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raspberry filling in the wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEa6m93ukI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tq3NTB8iS0o/s1600-h/004.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEa6m93ukI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tq3NTB8iS0o/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391119823133981250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the finished product, with chocolate raspberry frosting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6939553310048044179?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6939553310048044179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/10/cupcake-genius.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6939553310048044179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6939553310048044179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/10/cupcake-genius.html' title='cupcake genius'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/StEaYs0EF_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/5rnLkwDAWbA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2262890528854998884</id><published>2009-09-29T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:11:45.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days, 3 autographs, 0 cupcakes, and 1 broken ankle</title><content type='html'>This weekend I went to Washington DC with &lt;a href="http://thefarleys2006.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa &lt;/a&gt;for the National Book Festival. Despite rain and inappropriate footwear, a good time was had by all. Friday night Melissa and I met the first of our crazy cab drivers. He told us how Dan Brown was going to be there and about the low prices of books in the book sales tent. We could not shut our big mouths once we got to the hotel and we talked, in the dark because we swore we were going to sleep, until about 2 am. The alarm went off at 8 and we immediately knew that we should have gone to sleep earlier. So we got up, got dressed, grabbed our Luna bars and headed out. We arrived at the book festival 2 hours early and realized we had forgotten our umbrellas. So I got in line and Melissa went to get them. I quickly met a new friend and we chatted until David Shannon and John Scieszka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKl_njMDwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kp8MRc8Maag/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKl_njMDwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kp8MRc8Maag/s200/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387050616655449858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now we were both beside ourselves to meet Mo Willems but his line was growing longer by the minute as we waited in the first line. Luckily our new friend's husband was sitting in his chair in the front of Mo's line, so we pretended to be their daughters and hopped right in the front of the line! So our dreams came true and we met the one and only............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKmo54oBFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4EpCZbGD6JM/s1600-h/012.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKmo54oBFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4EpCZbGD6JM/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387051325951837266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKm9UKDoWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UrjZsV1UcdU/s1600-h/013.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKm9UKDoWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UrjZsV1UcdU/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387051676601655650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we met Mo and got our books signed we were pretty hungry so we set out, the blind leading the blind, to find lunch. Neither of us being shy, we decided to ask a lady who seemed local where to eat. She pointed us to Elephant and Castle and we had a delicious lunch. We then headed back to hear the authors speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We heard from Megan McDonald, author of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Judy Moody&lt;/span&gt; series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKnvYBpUrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CIxzHpnM3l8/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKnvYBpUrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CIxzHpnM3l8/s200/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387052536633578162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found out exactly how crazy Stephen Kellogg is. Please notice that his tie is backwards and upside down, his pants are wrinkled and dirty, and his hair has cowlicks. We were sitting in the second row and trying very hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKodeDCUlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gyxbLBLzuWQ/s1600-h/041.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKodeDCUlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gyxbLBLzuWQ/s200/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387053328524005970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw the author and illustrator of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiderwick Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;. They were hilarious and made me want to read the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKo4HuZALI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GPgoKlNkf4U/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKo4HuZALI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GPgoKlNkf4U/s200/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387053786388299954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKpIiLD5DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Hant08FwPD0/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKpIiLD5DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Hant08FwPD0/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387054068365780018" 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;The moment we had waited for, and shamefully run over some children for, had arrived. We got to Mr. Mo Willems himself read from his books. It was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firefox just crashed and deleted the rest of my post so more to come tomorrow..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2212814144203201928-2262890528854998884?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2262890528854998884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-days-3-autographs-0-cupcakes-and-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2262890528854998884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2262890528854998884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-days-3-autographs-0-cupcakes-and-1.html' title='Two days, 3 autographs, 0 cupcakes, and 1 broken ankle'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SsKl_njMDwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kp8MRc8Maag/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-99698083584756274</id><published>2009-09-18T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:12:34.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Friends</title><content type='html'>Check out this awesome shirt I designed for my Breast Cancer 3 Day team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrQTnnYaqEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SXwHyn8VKPQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrQTnnYaqEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SXwHyn8VKPQ/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949025921804354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrQTxjhlb2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/6_ElNricEpA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrQTxjhlb2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/6_ElNricEpA/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382949196685209442" 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/2212814144203201928-99698083584756274?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/99698083584756274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/breast-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/99698083584756274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/99698083584756274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/breast-friends.html' title='Breast Friends'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrQTnnYaqEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SXwHyn8VKPQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-3596516021812390724</id><published>2009-09-18T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:05:23.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Boddie goes to Washington</title><content type='html'>I am very excited to announce that next weekend I am going to Washington DC. I have never been there and I can't wait! I am going to the National Mall to see some of my favorite children's authors. Mo Willems and David Shannon are 2 that I am really excited about. There are some grown up authors there too, but since I have spent most of my adult life reading children's book out loud I don't know many of the adult authors. My carry-on bag is probably going to weigh 100 pounds once I put in all the books I want to get signed.&lt;br /&gt;I am going with Melissa. Melissa and I went to high school together, and aside from sharing the dance floor at my ten year reunion, we haven't seen each other since. We have connected through blogs and our mutual love of baking and all things cupcake. She has already staked out the coolest cupcake bar for us to visit. It's going to be a great trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-3596516021812390724?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/3596516021812390724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/mrs-boddie-goes-to-washington.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3596516021812390724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/3596516021812390724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/mrs-boddie-goes-to-washington.html' title='Mrs. Boddie goes to Washington'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7963310859561881495</id><published>2009-09-17T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:21:04.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Microwave cakes?</title><content type='html'>So my Hungry Girl cookbook has a recipe for chocolate cakes, made in the microwave, that only have 130 calories. I was very skeptical because you just combine cake mix and lite, fat free vanilla yogurt and then cook in the microwave. They are topped with fat free Cool Whip mixed with lite Hershey's syrup. They are delicious! We have eaten them for dessert for the last two nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrLSEmoGUxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v9imCndI3M8/s1600-h/micro+cakes+002.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrLSEmoGUxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v9imCndI3M8/s320/micro+cakes+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382595481191207698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrLSSaPcW5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8HxeWwhrCqg/s1600-h/micro+cakes+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrLSSaPcW5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8HxeWwhrCqg/s320/micro+cakes+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382595718384737170" 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/2212814144203201928-7963310859561881495?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7963310859561881495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/microwave-cakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7963310859561881495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7963310859561881495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/microwave-cakes.html' title='Microwave cakes?'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SrLSEmoGUxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v9imCndI3M8/s72-c/micro+cakes+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8196797461022068465</id><published>2009-09-12T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:32:58.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Day food</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of good college games on today. My school, Michigan, is kicking butt right now and the Georgia Dawgs are about to at 7:30. I cannot believe that I actually watch and enjoy college football now. Living in the South really gets to a person after a while. For today's game I made some sliders with a Pampered Chef recipe. They were really good, and totally cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sqwhdmrg83I/AAAAAAAAAFE/oKQUOHmHoPs/s1600-h/sliders+003.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sqwhdmrg83I/AAAAAAAAAFE/oKQUOHmHoPs/s320/sliders+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712447283884914" 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/2212814144203201928-8196797461022068465?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8196797461022068465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/game-day-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8196797461022068465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8196797461022068465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/game-day-food.html' title='Game Day food'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sqwhdmrg83I/AAAAAAAAAFE/oKQUOHmHoPs/s72-c/sliders+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-4089694663821589989</id><published>2009-09-10T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:52:50.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>I went out to walk tonight. I only did about 2 miles, but is so boring by myself. Yesterday I made some cupcakes from my Hungry Girl cookbook. When I returned from walking there were 3, yes 3, cupcake wrappers in the trash can. So while I'm walking to try and burn off calories my husband eats 3 cupcakes. Really, Keith?! At least they are low calorie cupcakes, but still 3 is a little much. (I'm really glad he never reads this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SqmRBjHsRgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ddObr56thuI/s1600-h/cupcakes+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SqmRBjHsRgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ddObr56thuI/s320/cupcakes+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379990685664167426" 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/2212814144203201928-4089694663821589989?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/4089694663821589989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/really.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4089694663821589989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/4089694663821589989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SqmRBjHsRgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ddObr56thuI/s72-c/cupcakes+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6770200990387482524</id><published>2009-09-03T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:10:55.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent annoyances</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while, but here are some rants I've been saving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I decided to meet a few fellow 3 Day walkers to train. We decided to walk 14 miles at a park nearby. We were about 11 miles in when it looked like rain was moving in. In about 3 minutes it went from a little cloudy to a light sprinkle to a typhoon-like downpour. We took a short cut, through the woods, and made it back to the car 1.6 miles later. We were drenched from head to toe. Luckily I had some plastic table cloths in the car from my bake sale the day before so we put them over the seats to protect them. It was raining so hard on the way home I couldn't see the road! The funniest part was that as we were driving, my friend and I wondered why neither of our husbands had called to check on us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a case of swine flu has been reported at my school and several others in the county. So naturally everyone is swine flu crazy. The slightest cough gets attention now. So today all of the cafeteria workers are wearing masks. Then someone told me that the front office staff was also wearing them. Now if it is really that much of a threat, why don't teachers have masks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest rant is about a shopping experience. I want a new bedroom set desperately. My frugal husband has been saying we can't get it until ours breaks. This furniture is so old and ugly, but luckily it is solid wood so it WILL NOT break! Finally after months of wishing the bed started to squeak a little. Keith fixed it. But then it started again. It eventually got so bad that each time either of us moved at all it was like an orchestra playing. So I went online and found a set I really like. I went to the actual store to see if they had what I had seen online so I could check it out. I told them that I wanted a king size bed with storage under it. I want the extra storage because I am so tired of things not being put away. Anyway, I digress, so I am asking the man to help me find it and he asks me to pull it up online. I found the set but it didn't have the storage under it. This other man came over and was behind me, looking over my shoulder, and says "unless you want kids' furniture, adult beds don't have storage under them". I was PISSED. I replied "I'm not stupid, there are sets with storage under them" and then I pointed out one online. I came home and realized that the bed and the storage were actually sold separately. Of course I emailed the store and told them how rude the salesman was and that if they didn't need business I'm sure another store did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all of my rage for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6770200990387482524?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6770200990387482524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent-annoyances.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6770200990387482524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6770200990387482524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent-annoyances.html' title='recent annoyances'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8332735070177523357</id><published>2009-08-20T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:43:45.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/So3DT9nRzGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5zXq8lNV4YI/s1600-h/mcrae%27s+birthday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/So3DT9nRzGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5zXq8lNV4YI/s320/mcrae%27s+birthday+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372164678247107682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered this cake that I made in a contest. I probably won't win because there are some amazing cakes in the contest but I thought it would be fun to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest can be seen at http://www.cookiemag.com/food/party/2009/08/cake-contest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8332735070177523357?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8332735070177523357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/contest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8332735070177523357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8332735070177523357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/contest.html' title='contest'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/So3DT9nRzGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5zXq8lNV4YI/s72-c/mcrae%27s+birthday+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2417246421396708572</id><published>2009-08-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:22:42.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Balls for everyone!</title><content type='html'>I found these on my new favorite blog, Bakerella. She calls them cake bites but I think cake balls suits my style better. They are fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiTTCl0xlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sv3Q-i-sDdg/s1600-h/004.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiTTCl0xlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sv3Q-i-sDdg/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370704510961632850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil's food cake inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiThiQCgWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1BGCiaE9FDc/s1600-h/006.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiThiQCgWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1BGCiaE9FDc/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370704759978361186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few to support my favorite cause....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiTyeDWudI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WEK6Gg1j9IU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiTyeDWudI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WEK6Gg1j9IU/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705050909194706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few with chocolate sprinkles..................&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiUBMSGryI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9QY0DmBunmk/s1600-h/009.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiUBMSGryI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9QY0DmBunmk/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705303837257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it is a crime to waste chocolate, I used the left over chocolate to cover some cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiUP4InpHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EJcgeqoHPMQ/s1600-h/012.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiUP4InpHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EJcgeqoHPMQ/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705556126803058" 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/2212814144203201928-2417246421396708572?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2417246421396708572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/cake-balls-for-everyone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2417246421396708572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2417246421396708572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/cake-balls-for-everyone.html' title='Cake Balls for everyone!'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoiTTCl0xlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sv3Q-i-sDdg/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8849424039042632337</id><published>2009-08-13T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:58:17.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You need this</title><content type='html'>I need to book a few more Pampered Chef cooking shows or catalog shows. The new Fall catalogs are out and there are some fabulous new products. Here are two of my favorite new items. The snowman platter and the beaded cake server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSoa8WllgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MHkvB4cyjbA/s1600-h/001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSoa8WllgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MHkvB4cyjbA/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369601836563404290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could earn these for half price or even Free by hosting a show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-8849424039042632337?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8849424039042632337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-need-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8849424039042632337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8849424039042632337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-need-this.html' title='You need this'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSoa8WllgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MHkvB4cyjbA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-5339414407863800511</id><published>2009-08-13T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:54:12.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>School is back in session. This year I changed from Kindergarten to 4th grade. It has been quite a switch. I expected the kids to be much more mature and independent than kindergarteners, I was wrong. I constantly have to repeat directions and I have had to ask more than one person to remove a foreign object from their mouth. I am adjusting and hopefully by next week I'll be settled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the funniest moments so far have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;in the cafeteria two boys tapped their milks on the table, did a "cheers", and then chugged it. Making me wonder, "where have they seen flip cups?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a boy said, "damn" while reading his social studies book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a boy asks every day to go to the clinic, "it's an emergency"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after I wrote my name on the board, a boy wrote his teacher was Ms. Buttry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a boy wore bright lime green shorts yesterday, this same boy regularly sings Britney Spears songs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am very nervous about my class passing all of their state tests this year. They don't seem to have much of a clue about the world. Today when I asked what they knew about the water cycle a boy said, "don't kill all the animals or there won't be any animals left.......in the ocean". Not quite, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am teaching in a trailer at the end of the trailer park. Here are a few pictures of my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSm0R6P_LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhnjTbeRZ54/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSm0R6P_LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhnjTbeRZ54/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600072823602354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSnFswVWxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ahx-VoJfhLc/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSnFswVWxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ahx-VoJfhLc/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369600372087544594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "trailer park" is located across the bus lane from the main school and contains about 40 trailers. It is a loooong walk to any where, including the bathroom and the cafeteria. I should be pretty skinny by the end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-5339414407863800511?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/5339414407863800511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5339414407863800511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/5339414407863800511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SoSm0R6P_LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KhnjTbeRZ54/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-8480787952539264121</id><published>2009-08-02T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:44:11.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dr. is in...........</title><content type='html'>Keith finished his degree and graduated on Saturday. He is now officially Dr. Keith Boddie, DPT. He won't go by Dr. Boddie at work because it is confusing for patients but I think we'll make restaurant reservations that way for a while! I'm so proud of him and we are both so happy to have 2 incomes. It has been a long road but we have made it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SnYIOeHlWRI/AAAAAAAAADk/b6T3XVcB7cA/s1600-h/graduation+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SnYIOeHlWRI/AAAAAAAAADk/b6T3XVcB7cA/s320/graduation+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365485050754586898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SnYIlTNtDHI/AAAAAAAAADs/SuTBOG9f-aQ/s1600-h/graduation+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SnYIlTNtDHI/AAAAAAAAADs/SuTBOG9f-aQ/s320/graduation+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365485442964458610" 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/2212814144203201928-8480787952539264121?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/8480787952539264121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/dr-is-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8480787952539264121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/8480787952539264121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/08/dr-is-in.html' title='The Dr. is in...........'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SnYIOeHlWRI/AAAAAAAAADk/b6T3XVcB7cA/s72-c/graduation+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-2683788587444429030</id><published>2009-07-27T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:53:45.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Makeover Bedroom Edition</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we decided to paint the ceiling in our bedroom with a paint sprayer that my dad gave us. He gave us everything except the instruction manual. First we carried out all of our furniture, covered all the windows in paper, and covered the carpet with drop cloths. So then we put it all together and turned it on and paint spilled out all over the floor. We turned it off and cleaned it up, made some adjustments and tried again. This time paint sprayed out the back of the gun instead of the front. Finally, about an hour later we got it working and it only took about 5 minutes to spray the whole ceiling. The actual spraying took far less time than the set up and search for the online manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we had a sort of "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie" situation going. Since we had sprayed the ceiling and gotten paint on the wall, we decided we needed to paint the walls. We used the sprayer to put on the primer. So now it's time to clean the sprayer. Again, we have no manual, and we can't take the laptop outside to look at the one online, so it's a guessing game. We did not hook it up right and paint/water sprayed all over me. My face and body were covered in white spots. I wish I had taken pictures but all I could do was stand in the driveway and laugh. Together, Keith and I finally figured it out and got it cleaned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since the walls are primed, we have to paint them. I go to Lowe's and get a sample of blue and a sample of green.  We don't like either. Back to Lowe's for another sample of green, which we liked. So today we painted the walls with rollers because we were not about to tackle that sprayer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it turned out well. A little painting adventure is always fun and a good reminder of why it's important to choose the colors you like and never, ever paint over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sm48ginbhQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Eh8koaKnwHc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sm48ginbhQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Eh8koaKnwHc/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363290735990506754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sm484k27ADI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyrCwol2X74/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sm484k27ADI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyrCwol2X74/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363291148909215794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have moved the TV wire before taking the picture :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-2683788587444429030?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/2683788587444429030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/extreme-makeover-bedroom-edition.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2683788587444429030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/2683788587444429030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/extreme-makeover-bedroom-edition.html' title='Extreme Makeover Bedroom Edition'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/Sm48ginbhQI/AAAAAAAAADU/Eh8koaKnwHc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-1353916765960922095</id><published>2009-07-18T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:07:01.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee off for Tatas</title><content type='html'>So this weekend I hosted a miniature golf tournament to raise money for my Breast Cancer 3 Day walk. I had the tournament at the miniature golf course where Lindsey, Keith's sister, works. I raised $475, not bad for a day's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ2T_eRd6I/AAAAAAAAABs/AnNm80GSo8Y/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+001.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ2T_eRd6I/AAAAAAAAABs/AnNm80GSo8Y/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359976592352311202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the chocolate covered Oreos I made for the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ4H0Qny2I/AAAAAAAAACE/fgfT1tBZoWk/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ4H0Qny2I/AAAAAAAAACE/fgfT1tBZoWk/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359978582207089506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ4fTo4BYI/AAAAAAAAACM/uVI-HsvquW4/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ4fTo4BYI/AAAAAAAAACM/uVI-HsvquW4/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359978985767306626" 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;Strawberry cupcakes with pink buttercream frosting and breast cancer ribbon sprinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ5wrochaI/AAAAAAAAACU/xEwyF5fm7AA/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ5wrochaI/AAAAAAAAACU/xEwyF5fm7AA/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359980383777359266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pink ribbon cookies. The hot pink ones have fondant and pearl dust, the light pink are royal icing. I must admit that I made about 10 times as many as I needed and spent waaaay too much time doing it. I love baking though so any excuse is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ7CpOUKQI/AAAAAAAAACc/o9x09hRMNB8/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ7CpOUKQI/AAAAAAAAACc/o9x09hRMNB8/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359981791880161538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ7igPm57I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZxPCxxoXE0Y/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ7igPm57I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZxPCxxoXE0Y/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359982339225479090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my army of rubber ducks that I bought to sell. Keith and Paul were good sports and worked the "duck game". Kids picked ducks from the pond and won a prize.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ8kJvZGsI/AAAAAAAAACs/7k4LhHxwVWU/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ8kJvZGsI/AAAAAAAAACs/7k4LhHxwVWU/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359983467056143042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It takes a lot of helpers to pull of a fundraiser. My husband, Keith and his sister helped. My best friend Candace and her husband were there as well as Keith's mom and my mom. We had a good time and raised a lot of money.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmRrdVck6eI/AAAAAAAAADE/_57tI2HPbpY/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+021.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmRrdVck6eI/AAAAAAAAADE/_57tI2HPbpY/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360527608195115490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmRryYL5SQI/AAAAAAAAADM/LBafug66N4c/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmRryYL5SQI/AAAAAAAAADM/LBafug66N4c/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360527969707706626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ9mB8QONI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VVycH9dMhM0/s1600-h/tee+off+for+tatas+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ9mB8QONI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VVycH9dMhM0/s200/tee+off+for+tatas+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359984598833969362" 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/2212814144203201928-1353916765960922095?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/1353916765960922095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/tee-off-for-tatas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1353916765960922095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/1353916765960922095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/tee-off-for-tatas.html' title='Tee off for Tatas'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SmJ2T_eRd6I/AAAAAAAAABs/AnNm80GSo8Y/s72-c/tee+off+for+tatas+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6579937694658053084</id><published>2009-07-10T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:15:27.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain-cation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfJxJBm8AI/AAAAAAAAABU/zM_Tu1yZDiY/s1600-h/vacation+008.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfJxJBm8AI/AAAAAAAAABU/zM_Tu1yZDiY/s200/vacation+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356972127853932546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from vacation. It rained almost every day so I named it raincation. We still had fun but we didn't get to spend as much time at the beach as I would have liked. We did, however, get to read several old magazines that other guests had left in the house. I read some US weekly magazines from 2008, it's funny to read about how in love celebrities are one year later knowing that the relationships didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfLW-Rc4VI/AAAAAAAAABk/XFNDGioXWgM/s1600-h/vacation+026.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/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfLW-Rc4VI/AAAAAAAAABk/XFNDGioXWgM/s200/vacation+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356973877314249042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and my dad ate oysters non-stop while we were there. Apalachacola is known for its oysters so they ordered them at restaurants and then hatched a plan to get some to take home. They went to the dock where the oyster boats were and asked one of the fishermen if they could buy some oysters from them. Well the oyster-men aren't allowed to sell them so they directed us across the bay to a little shack. Once inside the shack we found that we could buy 60 pounds of oysters for $25. So being that we now had 60 pounds of oysters someone had to cook them. I hate oysters. I think they stink and look disgusting, but I had the pleasure of steaming oysters every lunch and dinner for 3 days. If I never steam another oyster, I will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfKbBkfhUI/AAAAAAAAABc/03n0BimNnuY/s1600-h/vacation+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfKbBkfhUI/AAAAAAAAABc/03n0BimNnuY/s320/vacation+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356972847407269186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun finally came out on Thursday. I made sure to put my SPF 55 on my face and my 45 everywhere else. I even re-applied around 11. Apparently I missed a good sized area on my chest and, since Keith had already gone back to the house, my back didn't get any the second time around. So even though it rained most of the time I still came home with a sun burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great vacation. Keith goes back to school for 3 weeks starting Tuesday and I have 3 more weeks before I go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6579937694658053084?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6579937694658053084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-cation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6579937694658053084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6579937694658053084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-cation.html' title='Rain-cation'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlfJxJBm8AI/AAAAAAAAABU/zM_Tu1yZDiY/s72-c/vacation+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-6138611815338483909</id><published>2009-07-04T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:55:39.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running is for Kenyans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlVN-ac0loI/AAAAAAAAABM/rbm5ozvxvaQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlVN-ac0loI/AAAAAAAAABM/rbm5ozvxvaQ/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356273066474509954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed a 10K today. I did not run all of it, but I finished. It is a tradition in Atlanta and Keith signed up but I didn't. Our neighbor got a number but couldn't run so he gave it to me and my running career was launched. I have to say that running sucks. It's just not fun. I ran the first 2 miles fine but then I was just bored with running. I walked a little and ran a little to finish the race. I saw some fun people dressed in July 4th gear and some other interesting costumes as well. I finished the race in 1 hour 22 minutes, not terrible. I might run another race sometime but probably not anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-6138611815338483909?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/6138611815338483909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-is-for-kenyans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6138611815338483909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/6138611815338483909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-is-for-kenyans.html' title='Running is for Kenyans'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZP0ZfuGieeg/SlVN-ac0loI/AAAAAAAAABM/rbm5ozvxvaQ/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2212814144203201928.post-7238237442605087095</id><published>2009-06-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:53:42.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>So I just thought I would start this blog. Being a teacher, I have a lot of time on my hands in the summer. I usually watch 4-6 hours of CSI or Law and Order per day, but today they seem to be playing episodes I've already seen. I made some mini chocolate cupcakes with homemade strawberry frosting and some 55 calorie cookies today. We celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary yesterday. Not much else is going on. I'll make another blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2212814144203201928-7238237442605087095?l=rheannonb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/feeds/7238237442605087095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7238237442605087095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2212814144203201928/posts/default/7238237442605087095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rheannonb.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-blog.html' title='First Blog'/><author><name>The Boddies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07244042308940328805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmm05Wd005M/TZOS4NvwpuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DCZi4im3dMk/s220/march%2B010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
