<?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-30535230</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:12:46.774-08:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Gaming - All Games'/><category term='General'/><category term='House'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Work or Business'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>talcexplorations</title><subtitle type='html'>Just exploring the world with my husband and my kids.  As my favorite ranger used to say, "I'm not lost, I'm exploring."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4521530699385102819</id><published>2009-01-04T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:24:36.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work or Business'/><title type='text'>Update, Jan. 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>Things are going better.  I had a new job, writing website content for an SEO.  However, I cannot tolerate sexual harassment and the answer of "we're IT people" as the excuse for it.  I can dish it out as well as anyone, but the things that were said are not something that I should have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scentsy is doing well.  I have a very large party planned for Jan. 9, 2009.  I am very excited and hope that it will do well.  Even 15 people would be wonderful, though the hostess did invite 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My writing is going well as well.  I am extremely happy with Serpe's story and I have some very good prospects this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start school on Jan. 20 and I have also applied for a Bachelor's program from Charter Oaks College.  I will also be attending a proofreading course on Feb. 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is doing well.  Terry leaves for Chicago tomorrow for two weeks, so that isn't very good.  But the girl is growing up and things are happening.  The boy is growing as well and has now reached his father's height. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4521530699385102819?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4521530699385102819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4521530699385102819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4521530699385102819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4521530699385102819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-jan-4-2009.html' title='Update, Jan. 4, 2009'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-396635915127439224</id><published>2008-11-14T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:51:09.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work or Business'/><title type='text'>Scentsy - Nov. 14 Update</title><content type='html'>The new business is going well.  I am slowly building a customer base.  New business cards have been ordered, as well as other business enhancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen the candles yet?  Click on the Scentsy link and check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-396635915127439224?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/396635915127439224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=396635915127439224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/396635915127439224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/396635915127439224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/11/scentsy-nov-14-update.html' title='Scentsy - Nov. 14 Update'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1078563888668478797</id><published>2008-11-05T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:20:22.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>I would also like to add to Lela's post about her birthday wish.  If possible, please go to Lela's blog, click on her birthday wish and make a small donation to Caedyn's  marathon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our birthday is a shared day, next Tuesday, the 11th.  I was hoping to spend the rest of next week with Terry in California and actually use any money from my birthday for a day alone at Disneyland.  That may not happen.  I will know better by Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in reviewing astrology and such, I have been advised that until the 19th, I should be lucky in achieving my dreams regarding a new career.  I am hopeful and would love to get everything done in time so I can actually do some of my own work to make this good luck come true.  Wish me luck if you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1078563888668478797?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1078563888668478797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1078563888668478797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1078563888668478797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1078563888668478797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-birthday-wish.html' title='My Birthday Wish'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3058900327000996826</id><published>2008-11-05T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:22:42.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work or Business'/><title type='text'>Scentsy</title><content type='html'>Another new business, to try to keep things going while I look for work. My sister-in-law has been very successful with this and I happen to agree that the candles are very nice. They are wickless, meaning no flame is needed at all. The wax is warmed using a ceramic warmer and a light bulb. They can be left on for hours without the worry that a fire will be started. The scents are wonderful as well. The scent for November is Cinnamon Cider with a very adorable snowflake warmer as the warmer of the month. The warmers come in red, white and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also the plug ins that are perfect for smaller rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look if you're interested. The plug ins and a scent bar make a perfect present at a reasonable price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3058900327000996826?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3058900327000996826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3058900327000996826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3058900327000996826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3058900327000996826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/11/scentsy.html' title='Scentsy'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-5204961608807619282</id><published>2008-10-28T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:06:38.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work or Business'/><title type='text'>Job Search</title><content type='html'>After being laid off due to a reorganization, I have decided to focus my main attention to getting a job in the field I truly want to work in: Publishing.I am looking for anything in the publishing field; reading books for editing, editing, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to work on getting my MFA in creative writing and a minor in journalism. But I will be starting with an associates in English. I have enough credits to be a junior in college, but I really want my Long Ridge Writer's Group credits to be applied to the MFA, not the associates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-5204961608807619282?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/5204961608807619282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=5204961608807619282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5204961608807619282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5204961608807619282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/10/job-search.html' title='Job Search'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4437640974796505907</id><published>2008-10-03T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:08:12.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>So much is being said about politics lately.  The only thing I want to say is, Palin does not get my vote.  Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4437640974796505907?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4437640974796505907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4437640974796505907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4437640974796505907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4437640974796505907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/10/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6407540296361268804</id><published>2008-09-24T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:08:38.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Changing Blogs</title><content type='html'>I am changing my writing blog to correspond with the writing better.  My new blog is listed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-6407540296361268804?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6407540296361268804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6407540296361268804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6407540296361268804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6407540296361268804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/09/changing-blogs.html' title='Changing Blogs'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1018822958191936267</id><published>2008-09-24T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:07:39.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work or Business'/><title type='text'>REP Specialties</title><content type='html'>My website for the new busines is up and running.  I have been successful in passing out at least one business card every day.  I hope that there will be some visible success soon.  The website has been added to the list of links.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1018822958191936267?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1018822958191936267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1018822958191936267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1018822958191936267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1018822958191936267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/09/rep-specialties.html' title='REP Specialties'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-5039281483063263946</id><published>2008-07-14T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:09:10.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>July 14, 2008</title><content type='html'>We're working hard, way too hard.  House is getting refinanced, finally.  That is a load off our backs and a major stress relief.  As a team, Terry and I are working a second job together for a short time to take us over the top financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who sells romance enhancement products and does the parties.  She is starting a website and bringing on others to sell the products via website or parties.  I have chosen to become a consultant via the website.  I am looking forward to this.  But it seems to be taking forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry and I took last week off from work to try to get more stuff done around the house.  We didn't accomplish much.  I did most of the laundry, got an appeal letter written for the kids' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;denial&lt;/span&gt; for a zone variance, got a payment letter written for our former landlord and researched companies that do self-publishing.  Terry got curtains put up in Micaela's room.  But we didn't get much else done around the house until last night.  I painted half my office.  I have to do it in sections because of the stuff in there that just can't be moved because I have to be able to work.  I painted one wall the same color of green as the front room.  The main part of it is the same brown as the rest of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are writing updates on my writing blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and sweet life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-5039281483063263946?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/5039281483063263946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=5039281483063263946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5039281483063263946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5039281483063263946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-14-2008.html' title='July 14, 2008'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-8513543526524287170</id><published>2008-06-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:09:10.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 18, 2008</title><content type='html'>Terry is out of town this week and Derek is camping with the Boy Scouts.  Last night Micaela spent the night with her best friend, Taylor.  So I was all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did what I had been wanting to do.  I updated my blogs.  I also went to a website for writing, authornation.com.  I started my postings and membershpi there and have made two posts.  I updated my writing blog with the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the girls are trying to figure out what they are going to do for the rest of the night and have made a list of movies they intend to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on watching more of my recorded shows and maybe the ones I rented.  And I plan to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-8513543526524287170?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/8513543526524287170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=8513543526524287170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/8513543526524287170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/8513543526524287170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/06/wednesday-june-18-2008.html' title='Wednesday, June 18, 2008'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3055777382108157755</id><published>2008-06-17T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:09:10.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Wow, Am I Behind or What?</title><content type='html'>So, the house was finished and walked through, signed for and moved into on September 17, 2007.  All the nit and gritty and heartache will not be gone through in this blog.  Those who need to know, do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, we went to Aspen.  We got to see my little brother who is attending school in Colorado Springs at the School of Mines.  We are all very proud of him.  He will be graduating in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was spent at our new house with all our relatives who weren't working.  We had 18 people in our house, two turkeys, lots of side dishes and a wonderful time.  The house is way big enough to handle such a large group of people and still had room.  And my kitchen made me very proud.  It handled six people moving around in it without any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was spent between the two families, as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Terry to help resolve my issues with my mother by speaking to her.  As of this writing, it hasn't done any good.  She is bringing up issues from when I was like 6 still.  Very childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry has traveled alot again this year.  In January we went to Napa Valley with him.  Even in the winter time, that place is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek actually had a get together for his birthday this year.  He went to Laser Quest and then we had a surprise party for him.  Again, my house did wonderful with all the people.  I can't even begin to explain how much more stressful it becomes when you have a teenager in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, Derek earned Second Class in Boy Scouts.  In March, he was elected Patrol Leader.  He also earned his First Class.  He should have Star rank before the end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May, we went to Big Bear with the Boy Scouts.  First time there and it was beautiful.  The weather was nice, no bugs, lots of squirrels and lizards.  Fun was had by everyone.  I want to go back when we don't have to be with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have finished school.  Finally we don't have to worry about making their schedules or agendas and fighting with them to finish their work.  I am proud to say Derek got his grades up, which was the whole point of home schooling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Father's Day, Derek left for Summer Camp.  He'll be home on Satuday.  Terry is out of town as well.  So it's just Micaela and I this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3055777382108157755?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3055777382108157755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3055777382108157755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3055777382108157755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3055777382108157755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-am-i-behind-or-what.html' title='Wow, Am I Behind or What?'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-7919678624127156933</id><published>2007-08-28T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>So, a few things are going on and we've about 7 days before the builder does a walk-through, then 5 days after that and we've got the final walk-through and then keys.  Yay stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The laundry room was messed up.  For some reason, the contractor put the vent for the dryer and the drain washer in the wrong place, too far over and didn't leave room for the cabinet we ordered.  So, they had to tear it apart and redo everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Today, Tuesday, August 28, the master bath cabinets were finally replaced and I have my vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Terry and I went out this past weekend and bought our refrigerator.  Sears was having a 20% off sale of all Kenmore products.  So, we got our refrigerator for about $400 less than we had planned.  That $400 paid for a warranty and the delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  We also bought a curio cabinet for the family room to place my thimbles in.  Yes, I collect thimbles from all the places we visit.  Family members also bring me thimbles from their travels.  Terry has brought me a thimble from every place he's been while working, even as far as the Bahamas.  My favorite?  The moose thimble I brought home from Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I have planned to buy the LG Steamwash Washer and the matching dryer, in Cherry Red.  (vroom vroom).  We found pedestals at Home Depot, or at least one pedestal, for $100.  It doesn't match, but you know, saving $100 on something like that is worth it.  The other will be red to match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we wait for the final stuff to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we got our landscaping, or at least most of it.  The cabinets in the laundry room were fixed.  They took the protective cover off my countertops.  Things are progressing, but sometimes it just seems so slow, especially considering what day it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-7919678624127156933?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/7919678624127156933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=7919678624127156933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7919678624127156933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7919678624127156933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6683884620050744886</id><published>2007-08-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Small Touches, Make Big Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTTc7SwLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7DJk9KnNRK4/s1600-h/New+House7+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104006977597653170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTTc7SwLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7DJk9KnNRK4/s320/New+House7+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kitchen sinks and countertop are in.  The appliances are going to be black.  So, the faucet is as well, to match.  The faucet itself comes out and does the spray thing, by pressing a button on the side.  The smaller sink is the side with the garbage disposal.  The bigger sink is big enough for a cookie sheet to lay down inside.  Yay space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTTs7SwMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LaiS6CoxgLU/s1600-h/New+House7+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104006981892620482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTTs7SwMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LaiS6CoxgLU/s320/New+House7+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stair rail after it was finally stained.  Not as dark as I thought it would be, but it's still beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTT87SwNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zOi0upl6I6c/s1600-h/New+House7+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104006986187587794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTT87SwNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zOi0upl6I6c/s320/New+House7+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entryway tile.  Brown to go with the carpet.  Terry and I are talking about redoing the entire first floor in slate.  We've got a real nice one picked out, 18", and we can do a nice design with it in a smaller piece, as well as the edging that matches.  Time will tell how long we'll have to wait.&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/30535230-6683884620050744886?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6683884620050744886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6683884620050744886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6683884620050744886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6683884620050744886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/small-touches-make-big-differences.html' title='Small Touches, Make Big Differences'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUTTc7SwLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7DJk9KnNRK4/s72-c/New+House7+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-7920727789324429029</id><published>2007-08-28T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Bathroom Marble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSCM7SwHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EZPFKUHG5PU/s1600-h/New+House7+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104005581733281906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSCM7SwHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EZPFKUHG5PU/s320/New+House7+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The master bath shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSCs7SwII/AAAAAAAAAHU/HQxLk6s5lSQ/s1600-h/New+House7+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104005590323216514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSCs7SwII/AAAAAAAAAHU/HQxLk6s5lSQ/s320/New+House7+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids' bathroom sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSC87SwJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hjQWQ5endis/s1600-h/New+House7+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104005594618183826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSC87SwJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hjQWQ5endis/s320/New+House7+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, that's a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSDM7SwKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/o2zD1MgRfY0/s1600-h/New+House7+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104005598913151138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSDM7SwKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/o2zD1MgRfY0/s320/New+House7+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sink for the downstairs bathroom.&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/30535230-7920727789324429029?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/7920727789324429029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=7920727789324429029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7920727789324429029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7920727789324429029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/bathroom-marble.html' title='Bathroom Marble'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUSCM7SwHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EZPFKUHG5PU/s72-c/New+House7+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6821282464726960506</id><published>2007-08-28T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Pour The Cement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQrc7SwEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nJbRDGtIaDE/s1600-h/New+House7+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104004091379630146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQrc7SwEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nJbRDGtIaDE/s320/New+House7+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prepping for the cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQsc7SwFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/D2z59n90M0A/s1600-h/New+House7+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104004108559499346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQsc7SwFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/D2z59n90M0A/s320/New+House7+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQs87SwGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tnnRwLZftsA/s1600-h/New+House7+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104004117149433954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQs87SwGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tnnRwLZftsA/s320/New+House7+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thirty-one-feet of cement!  Terry is thrilled with the size of the driveway.  To me, it's just a way to get into the garage. &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/30535230-6821282464726960506?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6821282464726960506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6821282464726960506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6821282464726960506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6821282464726960506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/pour-cement.html' title='Pour The Cement!'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUQrc7SwEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nJbRDGtIaDE/s72-c/New+House7+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-7249038999052973008</id><published>2007-08-28T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Painted House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUPhM7SwDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iuLaHW2KjhA/s1600-h/New+House+6+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104002815774343218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUPhM7SwDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iuLaHW2KjhA/s320/New+House+6+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excitement and joy!  The house is painted... except it's the wrong color!!  Oh joy!  Let's work with a color blind man to determine what color our house will be.  The supervisor keeps insisting that there is going to be green in my garage doors and front door.  I keep insisting that if the house has any green in it, he'll be repainting it.  He's repainting it anyway.  How lucky can he get?!&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/30535230-7249038999052973008?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/7249038999052973008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=7249038999052973008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7249038999052973008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7249038999052973008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/painted-house.html' title='Painted House'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUPhM7SwDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iuLaHW2KjhA/s72-c/New+House+6+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4860640921900484644</id><published>2007-08-28T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Stair Rail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUKZM7SwBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FWOMssgbg4M/s1600-h/New+House+6+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103997180777250834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUKZM7SwBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FWOMssgbg4M/s320/New+House+6+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUKZs7SwCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bcnz9eKC9_g/s1600-h/New+House+6+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103997189367185442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUKZs7SwCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bcnz9eKC9_g/s320/New+House+6+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rail without the stain.  Beautiful even without it.  Even better with.&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/30535230-4860640921900484644?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4860640921900484644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4860640921900484644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4860640921900484644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4860640921900484644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/stair-rail.html' title='Stair Rail'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUKZM7SwBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FWOMssgbg4M/s72-c/New+House+6+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-5428678710687002293</id><published>2007-08-28T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Doors and Cabinets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUJlc7Sv_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/xVmeNj16m5w/s1600-h/New+House+6+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103996291719020530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUJlc7Sv_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/xVmeNj16m5w/s320/New+House+6+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUJls7SwAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RfkHEGEEp94/s1600-h/New+House+6+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103996296013987842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUJls7SwAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RfkHEGEEp94/s320/New+House+6+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kitchen cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while the cabinets were delivered and look gorgeous, the cabinets in the master bath were wrong.  We ordered a extended vanity and they delivered a full cabinet.  And... we wait for the replacement.&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/30535230-5428678710687002293?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/5428678710687002293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=5428678710687002293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5428678710687002293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5428678710687002293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/doors-and-cabinets.html' title='Doors and Cabinets'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUJlc7Sv_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/xVmeNj16m5w/s72-c/New+House+6+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1446838377686472400</id><published>2007-08-28T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Outside Stucco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUIdM7Sv9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/CobJyuFKByE/s1600-h/New+House+6+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103995050473471954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUIdM7Sv9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/CobJyuFKByE/s320/New+House+6+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first layer of stucco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUIds7Sv-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/33OhZM75kVc/s1600-h/New+House+6+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103995059063406562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUIds7Sv-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/33OhZM75kVc/s320/New+House+6+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last layer of stucco, back of the house.&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/30535230-1446838377686472400?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1446838377686472400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1446838377686472400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1446838377686472400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1446838377686472400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/outside-stucco.html' title='Outside Stucco'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUIdM7Sv9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/CobJyuFKByE/s72-c/New+House+6+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3844579124601628655</id><published>2007-08-28T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Inside Drywall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJM7Sv6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OGHZLk4JEkg/s1600-h/New+House+6+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103993607364460450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJM7Sv6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OGHZLk4JEkg/s320/New+House+6+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front door and Micaela telling me how small the windows in the family room are now that the drywall is on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJc7Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ACAhU9hNI1g/s1600-h/New+House+6+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103993611659427762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJc7Sv7I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ACAhU9hNI1g/s320/New+House+6+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The office/den, the family room and the downstairs bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJs7Sv8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q9Dj01PS-3I/s1600-h/New+House+6+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103993615954395074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJs7Sv8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q9Dj01PS-3I/s320/New+House+6+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The formal diningroom.&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/30535230-3844579124601628655?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3844579124601628655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3844579124601628655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3844579124601628655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3844579124601628655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/inside-drywall.html' title='Inside Drywall'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RtUHJM7Sv6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OGHZLk4JEkg/s72-c/New+House+6+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4728652306802637636</id><published>2007-08-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:11:24.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Natural Highs</title><content type='html'>Natural Highs (an email from my father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about them one at a time before going on to the next one. It Does Make You Feel Good, especially the thought at the end of #44.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;3. A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;4. No lines at the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;5. A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting mail.&lt;br /&gt;7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry ).&lt;br /&gt;12. A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;13. Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;14. A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;15. The beach.&lt;br /&gt;16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you.&lt;br /&gt;19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;br /&gt;20. Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;23. Laughing at an inside joke with FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;24. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;25. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;26. Your first kiss (the very first).&lt;br /&gt;27. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt;28. Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;29. Having someone play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;30. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;31. Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;32. Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;33. Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;34. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.&lt;br /&gt;35. Making chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;36. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.&lt;br /&gt;37. Holding hands with someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;38. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.&lt;br /&gt;39. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;40. Watching the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;41. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;42. Knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;br /&gt;43. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;br /&gt;44. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, keep Your arm around my shoulder and Your hand over my mouth .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4728652306802637636?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4728652306802637636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4728652306802637636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4728652306802637636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4728652306802637636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/08/natural-highs.html' title='Natural Highs'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-5075924596269528959</id><published>2007-07-29T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:11:24.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>In The Mail</title><content type='html'>Lela - Watch the mail, hun.  Please let me know when you get it.  *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-5075924596269528959?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/5075924596269528959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=5075924596269528959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5075924596269528959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5075924596269528959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-mail.html' title='In The Mail'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3557284169714598307</id><published>2007-07-14T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>PDO Meeting (Pre-Drywall Orientation)</title><content type='html'>Friday, I met with the supervisor for the construction of our house.  He took me through the house and explained where all the plugs, light switches, fans, connections, outside brick wall, sprinkler system, everything is in the house, or will be once it's all put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house has been pre-wired for an alarm system, something we didn't pay for.  We probably won't get the security pads, but at least the wiring is there if we should ever decide to put it in.  We had a plug in the kitchen moved so we can do a dog door for the dogs so they can go straight into the backyard and into their dog run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does all this mean?  It means that as of yesterday, July 13, we have 45 days before we have the keys in hand and are able to move in.  I had thought it meant we would have 45 days before our final walk-through, then we would have a few days after that to complete the paperwork and get the funding.  Nope!  In 45 days we will be proud owners of our new house.  Well, today actually makes 44 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house news was the best thing that happened yesterday.  Yesterday was the worst Friday the 13th I've ever had.  And I hope I never have another like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to own a house again.  I hate having to pay someone as much money as we do on a monthly basis and have absolutely nothing to show for it.  Hated it when we lived in an apartment, hate it now, especially since I know the benefits of owning our own house.  Just 44 more days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3557284169714598307?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3557284169714598307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3557284169714598307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3557284169714598307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3557284169714598307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/pdo-meeting-pre-drywall-orientation.html' title='PDO Meeting (Pre-Drywall Orientation)'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4984345626408504371</id><published>2007-07-12T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 10 - The Outside Wrapping Completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhPSzMEcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vOxHuLOgnww/s1600-h/New+House+5+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086219007045669314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhPSzMEcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vOxHuLOgnww/s320/New+House+5+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garage and Micaela's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhQCzMEdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qwU6lmRMpvM/s1600-h/New+House+5+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086219019930571218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhQCzMEdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qwU6lmRMpvM/s320/New+House+5+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The side of the house, swing garage, formal front room and the kitchen window. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhRCzMEeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IB37p4U2oVQ/s1600-h/New+House+5+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086219037110440418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhRCzMEeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IB37p4U2oVQ/s320/New+House+5+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The back of the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhRizMEfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8N33FBxmAaA/s1600-h/New+House+5+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086219045700375026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhRizMEfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/8N33FBxmAaA/s320/New+House+5+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And again, the back of the house, family room, office, loft and Derek's bedroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we wait for the PDO meeting on Friday.  After that, the inside drywall begins and we have 45 days before the house will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4984345626408504371?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4984345626408504371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4984345626408504371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4984345626408504371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4984345626408504371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/tuesday-july-10-outside-wrapping.html' title='Tuesday, July 10 - The Outside Wrapping Completed'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXhPSzMEcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vOxHuLOgnww/s72-c/New+House+5+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6072465946594076553</id><published>2007-07-12T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Monday, July 9 - Outside Wrapping Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfOizMEZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H5Au28EpViI/s1600-h/New+House+5+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086216795137511826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfOizMEZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H5Au28EpViI/s320/New+House+5+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After much frustration watching the electricians take -forever- to finish their work and another house moving ahead of ours in production, we finally have the outside wrapping started.  The front door and the swing garage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfPCzMEaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vKEzsIP0JpU/s1600-h/New+House+5+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086216803727446434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfPCzMEaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vKEzsIP0JpU/s320/New+House+5+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swing garage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfPSzMEbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BTaMCn05Q8g/s1600-h/New+House+5+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086216808022413746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfPSzMEbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BTaMCn05Q8g/s320/New+House+5+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the backside of the swing garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-6072465946594076553?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6072465946594076553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6072465946594076553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6072465946594076553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6072465946594076553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-july-9-outside-wrapping-begins.html' title='Monday, July 9 - Outside Wrapping Begins'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXfOizMEZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H5Au28EpViI/s72-c/New+House+5+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-9081876192576043720</id><published>2007-07-12T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Sliding Glass Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeSSzMEVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iVjKLXTRlfQ/s1600-h/New+House+5+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086215760050393426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeSSzMEVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iVjKLXTRlfQ/s320/New+House+5+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sliding glass door frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeSyzMEWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/moj97v3c9do/s1600-h/New+House+5+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086215768640328034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeSyzMEWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/moj97v3c9do/s320/New+House+5+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The glass for the door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeTizMEXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UECIv9iCiS0/s1600-h/New+House+5+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086215781525229938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeTizMEXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UECIv9iCiS0/s320/New+House+5+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And it all put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-9081876192576043720?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/9081876192576043720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=9081876192576043720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/9081876192576043720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/9081876192576043720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/sliding-glass-door.html' title='Sliding Glass Door'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXeSSzMEVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iVjKLXTRlfQ/s72-c/New+House+5+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1274299131091603588</id><published>2007-07-12T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>WINDOWS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcoSzMERI/AAAAAAAAADs/q9Va9N_FsRE/s1600-h/New+House+5+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086213938984259858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcoSzMERI/AAAAAAAAADs/q9Va9N_FsRE/s320/New+House+5+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows finally!!!  The swing garage has a window.  Yes, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcoyzMESI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SwB9Ap9uPoE/s1600-h/New+House+5+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086213947574194466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcoyzMESI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SwB9Ap9uPoE/s320/New+House+5+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Windows in Micaela's windows, the windows over the stairs and you can just see the windows in the master bedroom closet.  Yes, my clothes are going to enjoy looking out the windows at the neighbors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcpizMETI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pFkAsHqG9bI/s1600-h/New+House+5+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086213960459096370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcpizMETI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pFkAsHqG9bI/s320/New+House+5+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Windows in the back of the house.  The big open area is the sliding glass door, or will be.  The three windows that show as one is the family room.  The other two windows are the windows for my office.  The two windows above the family room are the loft.  The other two windows (more separated) is Derek's bedroom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcpyzMEUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/v_INfG0Z6Ig/s1600-h/New+House+5+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086213964754063682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcpyzMEUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/v_INfG0Z6Ig/s320/New+House+5+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terry looking out one of the windows in our formal livingroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1274299131091603588?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1274299131091603588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1274299131091603588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1274299131091603588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1274299131091603588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/windows.html' title='WINDOWS!!!!'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXcoSzMERI/AAAAAAAAADs/q9Va9N_FsRE/s72-c/New+House+5+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4744624247233299915</id><published>2007-07-12T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Plumbing, Ventilation, Cable, Electrical and Natural Gas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbAyzMENI/AAAAAAAAADM/eJCu9dzTUzY/s1600-h/New+House+4+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086212160867799250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbAyzMENI/AAAAAAAAADM/eJCu9dzTUzY/s320/New+House+4+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plumbing for the laundry room.  (sorry about the orientation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbBSzMEOI/AAAAAAAAADU/nK5FrEDE1yw/s1600-h/New+House+4+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086212169457733858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbBSzMEOI/AAAAAAAAADU/nK5FrEDE1yw/s320/New+House+4+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ventilation system and cables. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbBizMEPI/AAAAAAAAADc/rQjKl6EsYBc/s1600-h/New+House+5+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086212173752701170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbBizMEPI/AAAAAAAAADc/rQjKl6EsYBc/s320/New+House+5+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbByzMEQI/AAAAAAAAADk/TjWdnNyk5Bc/s1600-h/New+House+5+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086212178047668482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbByzMEQI/AAAAAAAAADk/TjWdnNyk5Bc/s320/New+House+5+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural gas pipes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4744624247233299915?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4744624247233299915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4744624247233299915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4744624247233299915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4744624247233299915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/plumbing-ventilation-cable-electrical.html' title='Plumbing, Ventilation, Cable, Electrical and Natural Gas'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXbAyzMENI/AAAAAAAAADM/eJCu9dzTUzY/s72-c/New+House+4+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1864417171612344786</id><published>2007-07-12T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:10:39.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>And of Course, the Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXaACzMEMI/AAAAAAAAADE/XnSGhQMAkZg/s1600-h/New+House+4+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086211048471269570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXaACzMEMI/AAAAAAAAADE/XnSGhQMAkZg/s320/New+House+4+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we had to bring one of the dogs to the house.  This is Licorice, the grumpy old man.  This is Micaela's bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1864417171612344786?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1864417171612344786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1864417171612344786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1864417171612344786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1864417171612344786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-of-course-dog.html' title='And of Course, the Dog'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXaACzMEMI/AAAAAAAAADE/XnSGhQMAkZg/s72-c/New+House+4+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-7110652633736731356</id><published>2007-07-12T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Framing is Completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXZCizMEKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3hBD8tFR8do/s1600-h/New+House+4+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086209991909314722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXZCizMEKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3hBD8tFR8do/s320/New+House+4+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same areas as below.  See the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXZDCzMELI/AAAAAAAAAC8/77Za98SEZ60/s1600-h/New+House+4+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086210000499249330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXZDCzMELI/AAAAAAAAAC8/77Za98SEZ60/s320/New+House+4+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-7110652633736731356?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/7110652633736731356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=7110652633736731356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7110652633736731356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/7110652633736731356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/framing-is-completed.html' title='Framing is Completed'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXZCizMEKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3hBD8tFR8do/s72-c/New+House+4+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3331897861005289773</id><published>2007-07-12T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>The Framing Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXYFyzMEII/AAAAAAAAACk/tk4KLWD1Qt0/s1600-h/New+House+4+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086208948232261762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXYFyzMEII/AAAAAAAAACk/tk4KLWD1Qt0/s320/New+House+4+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second floor going up.  The two-car garage below; Micaela's bedroom windows above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXYGSzMEJI/AAAAAAAAACs/ih8pW0XSKwQ/s1600-h/New+House+4+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086208956822196370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXYGSzMEJI/AAAAAAAAACs/ih8pW0XSKwQ/s320/New+House+4+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The house in the backyard.  On the second floor, to the right, the master bedroom.  Below it, the kitchen.  The open area on the left is the loft.  Below it, the family room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3331897861005289773?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3331897861005289773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3331897861005289773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3331897861005289773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3331897861005289773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/framing-continues.html' title='The Framing Continues'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpXYFyzMEII/AAAAAAAAACk/tk4KLWD1Qt0/s72-c/New+House+4+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-823713598281154258</id><published>2007-07-11T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>The First Floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSLpbnzWgI/AAAAAAAAACU/0ARp6zcfz6g/s1600-h/New+House+3+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085843423113730562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSLpbnzWgI/AAAAAAAAACU/0ARp6zcfz6g/s320/New+House+3+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first floor is up.  This was the very afternoon they had started putting it all together.  The tall part is the two windows at the base of the staircase and that overlooks the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSLqLnzWhI/AAAAAAAAACc/sdGYTrNr6o8/s1600-h/New+House+3+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085843435998632466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSLqLnzWhI/AAAAAAAAACc/sdGYTrNr6o8/s320/New+House+3+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Micaela in the formal diningroom, past the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-823713598281154258?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/823713598281154258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=823713598281154258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/823713598281154258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/823713598281154258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-floor.html' title='The First Floor'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSLpbnzWgI/AAAAAAAAACU/0ARp6zcfz6g/s72-c/New+House+3+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-489183715312584552</id><published>2007-07-11T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Frame The House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKSLnzWdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9PSr-Ezw5GA/s1600-h/New+House+3+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085841924170144210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKSLnzWdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9PSr-Ezw5GA/s320/New+House+3+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the frame together for the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKS7nzWeI/AAAAAAAAACE/9qJEv-Xdqy4/s1600-h/New+House+3+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085841937055046114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKS7nzWeI/AAAAAAAAACE/9qJEv-Xdqy4/s320/New+House+3+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKTrnzWfI/AAAAAAAAACM/JDuVlEWk3H4/s1600-h/New+House+3+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085841949939948018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKTrnzWfI/AAAAAAAAACM/JDuVlEWk3H4/s320/New+House+3+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The trusses for the house.  See?  Lot 14.  That's us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-489183715312584552?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/489183715312584552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=489183715312584552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/489183715312584552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/489183715312584552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/frame-house.html' title='Frame The House'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSKSLnzWdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9PSr-Ezw5GA/s72-c/New+House+3+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-2315841946514908137</id><published>2007-07-11T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Cement For the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIaLnzWZI/AAAAAAAAABc/bByg3xBnpzg/s1600-h/New+House+3+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085839862585842066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIaLnzWZI/AAAAAAAAABc/bByg3xBnpzg/s320/New+House+3+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cement poured.  This is the front door entrance and the formal diningroom and livingroom behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIabnzWaI/AAAAAAAAABk/nXSFLYfTjxA/s1600-h/New+House+3+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085839866880809378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIabnzWaI/AAAAAAAAABk/nXSFLYfTjxA/s320/New+House+3+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The two care garage and the swing garage have not been poured yet in these pictures.  This was about 3:30 p.m.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIa7nzWbI/AAAAAAAAABs/RrGy69LzYhI/s1600-h/New+House+3+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085839875470743986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIa7nzWbI/AAAAAAAAABs/RrGy69LzYhI/s320/New+House+3+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two hours later, Terry and I went back and they had poured the garages.  This is the two-car garage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIbbnzWcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A2WkmS2a9a0/s1600-h/New+House+3+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085839884060678594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIbbnzWcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/A2WkmS2a9a0/s320/New+House+3+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the swing garage.  Yeah, it's cement, but isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-2315841946514908137?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/2315841946514908137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=2315841946514908137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/2315841946514908137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/2315841946514908137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/cement-for-house.html' title='Cement For the House'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RpSIaLnzWZI/AAAAAAAAABc/bByg3xBnpzg/s72-c/New+House+3+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-2614668323454744687</id><published>2007-07-08T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:13:12.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Eighteen years ago, Terry and I went to the Little White Chapel and married. Neither family approved. My dad wanted me to go to college, but didn't really have a way to pay for it. My mom didn't like Terry, so no matter what, she was unhappy. Terry's whole family thought we wouldn't make it two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here we are, eighteen years later. Today, his family is much more supportive. My dad still loves me and Terry and is happy with our success. My mother... well, she's my mother. Totally different story and really not worth the stress of trying to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every couple has issues. Terry and I have had ours. We admit that there are days we don't particularly like the other, but we always love each other. We have beautiful children. Wait, sorry. We have a beautiful daughter and a handsome son. We have plans for our own success and we support each other in our endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me laugh that there are those who think they know Terry or me and know how we will react to certain situations. I know what it takes for my husband, my soulmate, to be successful and to get what he wants. Something just clicks and I can see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice and I know, he will succeed in his plans. He doesn't need to have his goals written out to make them come true. He just has to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry decided we would have a house by 23. We did. Terry decided we would have our children by 25. He missed that goal by four days, but it was only four days. Terry decided that I would be able to do what I had always dreamed of. And he supported me in completing two novels and has decided, no matter what, by the end of the year, at least one will be published, one way or another. He continues to support me in that dream and works every day to make it easier for me to accomplish that goal for the several other novels I want to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Terry. I love you very much. I will miss you so very much while you are away for the next two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-2614668323454744687?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/2614668323454744687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=2614668323454744687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/2614668323454744687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/2614668323454744687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3461225837596303614</id><published>2007-06-09T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Tension Bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsXA9cAO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JMf7l1r5_fk/s1600-h/NewHouse2+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074174710422453202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsXA9cAO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JMf7l1r5_fk/s320/NewHouse2+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they are really bars, per se.  They looked a little flimsy to be bars.  But these are put in to prevent the floor and walls from cracking as the house settles and to try to prevent the house from settling so much.  So they soak the ground and put these in, all in an attempt to prevent damage to the house later, to prevent a lawsuit.  The soil in Vegas is so bad, that when it rains it doesn't soak up the water.  Water tends to just sit.  Also, there is so much hard clay (no, can't think of the right spelling) that it makes digging for a pool very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area is our swing garage, with the formal dining room and front room right behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3461225837596303614?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3461225837596303614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3461225837596303614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3461225837596303614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3461225837596303614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/tension-bars.html' title='Tension Bars'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsXA9cAO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JMf7l1r5_fk/s72-c/NewHouse2+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1930835213535253815</id><published>2007-06-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Trenching and Framing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsUjdcAO7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/2X8fzEXhy-8/s1600-h/NewHouse2+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074172004593056690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsUjdcAO7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/2X8fzEXhy-8/s320/NewHouse2+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground trenched for the plumbing and other pipes needed.  The wood is used to outline where the concrete will be poured for the house.  I have a picture of the wood with LOT 14 painted on it.  That's our lot.  This area is our swing garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsUj9cAO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/l3z_JD_ku3o/s1600-h/NewHouse2+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074172013182991298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsUj9cAO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/l3z_JD_ku3o/s320/NewHouse2+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The piping is laid.  We're standing next to the pipes for our refrigerator.  The pipes behind us is for the island sink.  The island will have a breakfast bar on it, which is just an extension of the island and also a vegetable sink with a disposal in it.  The wooded area in front of us is where the front door will be and where the columns will be added.  To the left is our two car garage.  Toward the back of the area is our living room and the large area in front of us is our formal dining room and front room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1930835213535253815?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1930835213535253815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1930835213535253815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1930835213535253815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1930835213535253815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/trenching-and-framing.html' title='Trenching and Framing'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsUjdcAO7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/2X8fzEXhy-8/s72-c/NewHouse2+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6579842780492003340</id><published>2007-06-09T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Soaking The Lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsPidcAO6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/oTNjT6Z9veY/s1600-h/NewHouse+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074166489855048610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsPidcAO6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/oTNjT6Z9veY/s320/NewHouse+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids in front of the soaked lot.  The water has to reach a depth of 30 inches for it to be considered appropriately soaked and before they can begin building.&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/30535230-6579842780492003340?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6579842780492003340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6579842780492003340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6579842780492003340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6579842780492003340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/soaking-lot.html' title='Soaking The Lot'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmsPidcAO6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/oTNjT6Z9veY/s72-c/NewHouse+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-4055744910117262653</id><published>2007-06-09T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>The Dirt Lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqPVdcAO5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/0aRstNDXyRc/s1600-h/NewHouse+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074025529028393874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqPVdcAO5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/0aRstNDXyRc/s320/NewHouse+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our empty lot, before they soaked it.  Soaking it is required to make sure the soil won't swell too much when it rains.  They soak it before they build, so all the expansion, or at least most of it, has already taken place.  From the sidewalk to the garage, we have just over 30 feet for our driveway.  In the backyard, we have 61 feet from the back door to the wall.  Enough room to do a pool, expand the porch we are having poured.  There will be a dog run as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-4055744910117262653?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/4055744910117262653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=4055744910117262653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4055744910117262653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/4055744910117262653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/dirt-lot.html' title='The Dirt Lot'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqPVdcAO5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/0aRstNDXyRc/s72-c/NewHouse+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3225146508783154841</id><published>2007-06-09T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:12:04.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>The Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqOBtcAO4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0iFWgRFxYFs/s1600-h/ModelDakota+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074024090214349698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqOBtcAO4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0iFWgRFxYFs/s320/ModelDakota+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the model of the house being built for us. We have chosen a different elevation, so the front will look slightly different from this one. This is the upgraded elevation.  There is a two car garage and then a swing garage, for a total of three cars if we wanted.  The swing garage will be used for storage, a workshop and punching bag.  The two car garage will be used for the van and truck, some storage, the freezer and water softener.  We are going to have a very large driveway and there will be concrete outside the front door, so Terry has said he wants to buy a seat for the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/30535230-3225146508783154841?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3225146508783154841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3225146508783154841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3225146508783154841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3225146508783154841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/model.html' title='The Model'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/RmqOBtcAO4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0iFWgRFxYFs/s72-c/ModelDakota+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1743262725754777485</id><published>2007-06-05T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Just a Thought...</title><content type='html'>When you criticize someone for talking about you, you should really make sure you know what the hell you're talking about before putting your foot in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when's that surgery?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1743262725754777485?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1743262725754777485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1743262725754777485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1743262725754777485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1743262725754777485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought...'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3129124655229779824</id><published>2007-05-31T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Tagged By Lela</title><content type='html'>Bet you thought I wouldn't do it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place an X by all the things you've done, or remove the X from the ones you have not. This is for your entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( )smoked marijuana,&lt;br /&gt;(X)Smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;(X)Drank so much you threw up&lt;br /&gt;(X)Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;( )Been arrested&lt;br /&gt;( )Gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(X)Skipped school&lt;br /&gt;( )watched someone die&lt;br /&gt;( )Been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;( )Been to Florida&lt;br /&gt;(X)Been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(X)Been on an airplane&lt;br /&gt;(X)Been lost&lt;br /&gt;(X)Been on the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;(X)Gone to Washington, D. C.,&lt;br /&gt;(X)Swam in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;(X)Felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;(X)Cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;( )Recently colored with crayons&lt;br /&gt;(X)Sang karaoke&lt;br /&gt;( )Paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(X) Made a prank phone call&lt;br /&gt;(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;(X) Caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;(X) Danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;(X)Written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;(X)Been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;(X) Watched the sun rise with someone you cared about&lt;br /&gt;(X) Blown bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;( )Made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;( )Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(X)Gone roller-skating&lt;br /&gt;(X)Gone ice-skating&lt;br /&gt;( )Gone skinny-dipping&lt;br /&gt;( )Sky-dived&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been involved in a natural disaster - flood,tornado, hurricane&lt;br /&gt;( )Been to a foreign country, other than Mexico or Canada&lt;br /&gt;(X) Made snow angels&lt;br /&gt;(X) Stood up for something when everyone else did not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Any nicknames? Hammer, Hangleburger, Spanky&lt;br /&gt;2. Mothers' name? Alma&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite Drink? Promegranate Juice Blend&lt;br /&gt;4. Tattoos? No&lt;br /&gt;5. Body piercing? ears&lt;br /&gt;6. How much do you love your job? Depends on which one you ask about. Money earning, about a 7, being a mom, 9.&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthplace? Las Vegas, NV&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite vacation spot? Yosemite&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever been to New York City ? yes&lt;br /&gt;10 Ever eaten cookies for dinner? No&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever been on TV? yes&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever steal any traffic signs? no&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever been in a car accident? yes&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like a 2 door or 4 door auto? 4&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite Salad Dressing? Bernstein's Restaurant Style Italian&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite Pie? pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite number? 11&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Movie? Three Musketeers, Disney Version with Charlie Sheen. *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite Holiday? Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite dessert? Chocolate chip cookies and milk&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite food? El Pollo Loco with real avocado, not that creamed crap they sell in the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite day of the week? Friday, especially at night&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite brand of body soap? Caress Pomegranate and Mango body wash&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite toothpaste? ugh, don't have a favorite, use Colgate sensitive cause I have to&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you do to relax? Cross-stitch, knit, read, crochet&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have a message to your friends reading this? to quote Lela, "Someone's reading this?" :P&lt;br /&gt;27. How do you see yourself in 10 years? Relaxing on a beach in the bahamas with the family&lt;br /&gt;28. Any favorite quotes? "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." - Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;30. Tag? Ummm.... gee, I read -so- many other people's blogs. So, we'll go with Steve!!&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite color: truly, black, but a nice royal blue always makes me feel good&lt;br /&gt;32. Something you would like to do that you've never done before? I really want to go to Egypt and see the pyramids with my own eyes, instead of through TV shows and pictures in books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3129124655229779824?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3129124655229779824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3129124655229779824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3129124655229779824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3129124655229779824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-by-lela.html' title='Tagged By Lela'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-3423554917985544003</id><published>2007-04-09T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:13:23.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>So, Terry and I are finally buying a new house. It's been over 2 years since we owned a house and we are soooo ready for this. It's 3060 sq ft, 3 bedrooms, 2.5 bath, with a den and a loft, both of which could be made in bedrooms, but we don't wanna! It's got a beautiful kitchen with an island and a vegetable sink, a huge formal dining room and livingroom, and a family room almost as big as the front. The backyard is 55 ft from the back of the house to the wall, plenty of room for a dog run, a porch, an actual yard with a spa! Got to get a spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come later. I'm going to post a picture of the model, with some pics of the inside of the model and then the steps of the house being built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-3423554917985544003?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/3423554917985544003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=3423554917985544003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3423554917985544003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/3423554917985544003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1308381962732903203</id><published>2007-03-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Lela, if it wasn't for your calming words and your love, I wouldn't have calmed down enough to realize (the next day of course) that there was another option.  And that it was the right one.   I spoke to the first mortgage person, and even though the closing costs are more than the second one, the loan has been approved at 100% financing.  I went this morning and gave them an earnest deposit and next week, after Terry gets home, we go in for contract and pick out the elevation for the front of the house and the colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much, Lela.  Your inner voice helped me, when mine was silenced by pain and anger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1308381962732903203?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1308381962732903203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1308381962732903203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1308381962732903203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1308381962732903203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-6335204930361605408</id><published>2007-01-16T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:15:56.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Two Exciting Events This Weekend</title><content type='html'>First:  Derek gm'd his first game.  We chose World of Warcraft for him, because he loves the MMORPG so much and because it is just like D&amp;D 3rd Edition.  Moreso than we realized.  This way, it's his game, his campaign and we join in his world when he wants us.  Terry thinks Derek needs to find a group of friends to play with like he and Rob did when they were a couple years older than him.  I agree.  Derek did well for his first time and the other little boy who joined us, actually the son of one of our regular D&amp;D people, surprised Terry and Rob with his "unique" way of looking at the game.  Who knew you could use Animal Handling to send two undead dire wolves packing?  Technical stuff aside for that little feat, it was still pretty good thinking on his part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:  Micaela went to her first concert on Sunday.   She got tickets to see the Cheetah Girls for Christmas with the promise of a T-shirt and dinner with mom.  Her smile was absolutely worth sitting in that big stadium, listening to a bunch of kids sing to tapes of their songs.  The Cheetah Girls put on a very good show and I have to admit, I really like the message they give the girls.  One of their songs talked about how the color of their skin didn't matter, it was the fact that they were friends and sisters that made all the difference.  Another song was based on Cinderella.  The chorus said something along the lines of "I don't want to rescued by a prince.  I want to rescue myself."  Go Girl!  Independence is a great thing to teach the girls, as long as they learn respect for others in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-6335204930361605408?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/6335204930361605408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=6335204930361605408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6335204930361605408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/6335204930361605408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/01/two-exciting-events-this-weekend.html' title='Two Exciting Events This Weekend'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-8465971127840986110</id><published>2007-01-11T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>I forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:  Moving on, because it just isn't worth it.  I suggest, you do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-8465971127840986110?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/8465971127840986110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=8465971127840986110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/8465971127840986110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/8465971127840986110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/01/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-5382612717161528939</id><published>2007-01-08T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:15:56.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Please Let This Be An Isolated Incident</title><content type='html'>Day 7 of the new year brings the family a $1300 bill to fix Terry's truck.  The damn thing started having problems before Christmas, but he was able to work around it, thinking the injectors just needed cleaning.  So he bought the fluid, put it in and nothing much happened.  Then it started dying everytime he was sitting at a light.  The RPM was sitting between 500 and 600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we take it in, have the place look at it, and they give us a bill of $1300 to totally fix it.  $300+ for a 'major tuneup', $300 for the O2 sensor and carb thingy, and $700 for something else, I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry wants to pay the full $600, to at least get the vehicle moving again and I have to play the bad guy and tell him no.  I agree to the O2 sensor and carb thingy, so the vehicle moves again and we still have to do the tuneup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when things start to pick up (settlement for Terry's accident from 2005, Feb 10 will be another bonus day), we get hit.  What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you saying "karma", well kiss off.  Our family does plenty of good things for Karma:  Donate to Goodwill, Safe Nest (shelter for abused women and children), Opportunity Village (place for disabled people to do things), gave back an extra Guitar Hero II game the guys gave us for free.  You don't know me, or us, as well as you think you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, wrong kind of rant.  The truck sucks.  That's what I meant to say.  I don't like the truck.  I wish he had bought the other one instead of this one.  There.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-5382612717161528939?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/5382612717161528939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=5382612717161528939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5382612717161528939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/5382612717161528939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/01/please-let-this-be-isolated-incident.html' title='Please Let This Be An Isolated Incident'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-1604819235088679216</id><published>2007-01-04T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:14:31.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>2007 So Far</title><content type='html'>So, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are still arguing.  Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is a little tight thanks to a dog who had to have $300 in blood work to find out there's nothing wrong with him.  Just like when we spent $2000 for a surgery to find out there was nothing wrong with him.  Damn dog.  Also, Christmas was a little more expensive than we had planned.  Bought presents for Derek, only to find out, he probably wouldn't like them, so we had to do all his presents over again and save the others for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest brother finally went back to Denver today.  With the blizzards plaguing the city, there wasn't much chance he would make it into the airport, let alone home.  Sad to see him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is busy.  Making up for a week off takes time, but believe it or not, I did it in one day.  And even includes the half day I took off yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of yesterday, I had my second root canal in two months.  This time I did the whole thing in one long, three hour procedure.  Now I just have to wait for the permanent crown to be delivered and have that put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is good, not necessarily healthy, but what can I expect with a child who has asthma?  She returns to school and what happens?  She gets sick... again.  She's going to have to make it to Friday night, because she's already missed too many days of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future January Plans:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Go to Baltimore with Terry on 1.18.07 to 1.21.07&lt;br /&gt;2.  Go to Atlanta for training meetings... again.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Work on getting passport for the Bahamas.  Yes, you read that right.  Bahamas.   White sandy beaches.  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-1604819235088679216?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/1604819235088679216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=1604819235088679216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1604819235088679216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/1604819235088679216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-so-far.html' title='2007 So Far'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116717747929299190</id><published>2006-12-26T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:16:27.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas &amp; Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to each of you.  I hope your day was filled with happiness and joy.  I know some of you have had a harder year than you'd be willing to admit and things just didn't go right for Christmas.  Your friends and family love you.  The material things don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to each of you.  I hope each of you are able to do the things you say you're going to do in your blogs.  Me?  I am just going to keep going as I am: spending time with my family, my friends, writing and enjoying not stressing about things or people who do not have permission to try to make me feel bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to everyone and your families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116717747929299190?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116717747929299190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116717747929299190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116717747929299190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116717747929299190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas &amp; Happy New Year'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116453448502999154</id><published>2006-11-26T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech Rules!</title><content type='html'>Date - Nov. 25, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Place - MGM Grand Arena&lt;br /&gt;The Event - Dixie Chicks, Accidents and Accusations Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An absolutely wonderful concert.  Sound was good.  The girls sounded great.  The opening act was entertaining.  All in all, well worth the money spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad of the whole thing?  I had a somewhat large woman sitting on my left hip the entire night.  She even acted offended when, after standing up when the DCX walked out on stage, I sat down.  Like, how dare I want to sit in the seat I paid $100+ for.  She was also nice enough to share the peanut shells with me from the peanuts she was eating.  I think I have enough shell pieces in my shoe to make at least three complete peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good?  Again, an excellent concert.  Loved spending the time with Terry away from the kids.  Dinner with him was delicious.  We talked about the new book and he helped me come up with an idea of how to get Shayanna to talk to me.  She's a stubborn elf, but I think I've found the way to get to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful night.  So glad we did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116453448502999154?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116453448502999154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116453448502999154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116453448502999154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116453448502999154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/11/freedom-of-speech-rules.html' title='Freedom of Speech Rules!'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116421491616286514</id><published>2006-11-22T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:16:27.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Here's hoping each of you have a great Thanksgiving.  &lt;br /&gt;Try to be thankful for your family, as well as your friends.  &lt;br /&gt;Tell your family how much they mean to you verbally, not just in a blog or a letter.  Remember telling them means more than having them read it.&lt;br /&gt;Call someone you haven't spoken to in a long time and just let them know you care.&lt;br /&gt;Move past those hurts you think you suffered, or the pain you think you endured and make it a good day.  Remember, while you feel the hurt, you're not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Eat lots and look at the scale on Monday.  Friday is a bad day to do that.  &lt;br /&gt;The shopping on Friday can be hectic and dangerous.  Try to remember it's the thought that counts, not the time you spent in line waiting for the present.  &lt;br /&gt;Try for one day, just one day, to be happy without any strings attached.  Enjoy the day, enjoy the food, enjoy the company.  Save judgements and criticisms for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116421491616286514?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116421491616286514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116421491616286514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116421491616286514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116421491616286514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116353143610963130</id><published>2006-11-14T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:16:27.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>So, this year, Derek had to attend a campout with the Boy Scouts of Troop 430.  Normally, I wouldn't make an effort to follow, but they were going to Zion National Park and I've always wanted to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was it worth it!  I drove 2.5 hours and after leaving St. George, it is a very beautiful drive.  I even found a parcel of land I would love to own, if only we could afford it.  78 acres, from the highway to the Virgin River.  Well worth it in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Cliffrose Lodge and Gardens just outside of the park.  If we looked real hard, we could even see the campsite for the scouts.  We didn't though.  We were too busy enjoying ourselves.  Turns out my parents once stayed there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Springdale was a beautiful little town.  No fast food, no shopping centers, just little stores and restaurants that could handle the traffic created by the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I drove up with Micaela and the son of a friend of ours, who was unable to be there.  We had lunch at a place called Panda Garden Chinese, which wasn't too bad, though I have definitely had better in Las Vegas.  Then I dropped the boy off with the scouts and Micaela and I drove through the park's scenic route, just to look at things.  Terry was coming up later and we had a few hours to kill.  She and I had dinner at the Pioneer Lodge and Restaurant.  I had the prime rib, with a rosemary and thyme aujus.  Though the meat wasn't cooked the way I like, it was still the best prime rib I've had.  Mouthwatering and the aujus was just.... to die for.  Terry showed up later and we watched TV, then went to bed.  Well, ok, Micaela went to bed, but the rest (to quote Lela) is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we drove the scenic route again with our friends.  We took the path to the Lower Emerald Pool, and even got to see the scouts.  Derek made a strong effort to hug me and tell me happy birthday and that he loves me, in front of ALL the younger scouts.  He made my day.  I'm very proud of him.  I got to talk to my dad and everyone else who called me got voicemail.  I appreciate all the calls I got.  All of you really helped to make my day special.  After the Emerald Pools, we had lunch at the Zion Lodge, which was pretty good.  Then we went to The Weeping Rock.  A natural creation causes the water from 1000's of years ago as well as recent rainfall to come out of the rock and makes it look like it was crying.  Terry called it a big crybaby and made us all laugh.  You should also see his version of deer caught in the headlights of a car.  We almost died as we were trying to cross the street.  And I'm sure the driver of the car he did it in front of thought he was insane.  Then we drove up to the Temple of Sanawava, which leads to The Narrows, where the older scouts were.  We took the path to the Narrows, but I missed it because the wind picked up and got dirt in my eyes.  Terry took pictures for me.  Dinner was at The Bit and Spur, which my father tells me once was a real mexican restaurant.  I had the Rib Eye steak with onion strings and a sauce that was great.  Cooked exactly the way I like it.  I enjoyed every bite and actually had to force myself to stop eating or I'd explode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we picked up the boys, which took way longer than we had expected and drove home.  Then we watched the football game, GO BRONCOS!  Had dinner with my dad and stepmother, brothers and girlfriend, then came home and just vegged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a very nice weekend.  I can't wait to go back to Zion.  It's just really a great place to see.  Pictures later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116353143610963130?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116353143610963130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116353143610963130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116353143610963130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116353143610963130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116240713961968930</id><published>2006-11-01T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:14:58.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>If Your Life Was A Movie, What Would The Soundtrack Be?</title><content type='html'>Via Steve, Via Lela, Via BD... Thought I would give it a listen.  See what kind of weird stuff I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do...&lt;br /&gt;1.  Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, Etc)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Put it on shuffle/random.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Press play&lt;br /&gt;4.  For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5.  When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Please Remember by LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy by Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day at School:&lt;br /&gt;Because The Night by 10,000 Maniacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;As I Lay Me Down by Sophie B. Hawkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Another Brick In The Wall by Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Lay Down Sally by Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's OK:&lt;br /&gt;Unusually Unusual by Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;Come Together by Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;If I Can't Have You by Kim Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;I Stand Alone by Steve Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;Here I Go Again by White Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated by Dashboard Confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;Because You Loved Me by Celine Dion (appropriate, Derek's fifth grade class sang this at their graduation to sixth grade ceremony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Tearin' It Up by Garth Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Hold On Loosely by .38 Special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;Take It To The Limit by Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Give Myself To You by Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Sequence:&lt;br /&gt;Entr'acte by Andrew Lloyd Weber from Phantom Of The Opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Against All Odds by Phil Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about this.  Some of these just seem really WAYYY out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116240713961968930?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116240713961968930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116240713961968930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116240713961968930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116240713961968930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-your-life-was-movie-what-would.html' title='If Your Life Was A Movie, What Would The Soundtrack Be?'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116219999207908387</id><published>2006-10-30T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:14.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Vegoose - October 2006, Halloween Weekend</title><content type='html'>Vegoose is Las Vegas' version of Woodstock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs?  Oh yeah.  I walked by some chick asking another couple if they had drugs.  There was even a woman who had taken drugs Sunday afternoon at 2 p.m., had no recollection of what happened between 2 and 6 p.m., then around 8 she comes looking for someone to help her.  And, there was a group of about six people smoking pot behind the stand I was working in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol?  What concert doesn't have alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three stages, music from 11 a.m. to 11 p.m.  Audio overload.  It was funny to see people younger than me try to act like they're hippies.  Who knew dreadlocks were part of the hippy wardrobe?  I certainly don't remember seeing any dreadlocks in the pictures my parents have, or any of the other pictures I've seen about the Flower Age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.  Miss The Killers.  Got to hear Phil and Trey, good music, not sure who they were.  And I was inundated with the sounds of Widespread Panic for three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides some personal issues and being on my feet most of the day and allergies wrecking havoc on me, it was a good day.  Very cool to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116219999207908387?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116219999207908387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116219999207908387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116219999207908387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116219999207908387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/vegoose-october-2006-halloween-weekend.html' title='Vegoose - October 2006, Halloween Weekend'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116072284370194896</id><published>2006-10-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:28.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>Character Update:  Shayanna Silvermist</title><content type='html'>(Borrowing Lela's format, cause she said I could :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Villain Name:  Shayanna Silvermist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AKA:&lt;/em&gt;  Nightdove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Server:&lt;/em&gt; Virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Level:&lt;/em&gt;  14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Archetype:&lt;/em&gt;  Sonic/Sonic Corruptor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;VG:&lt;/em&gt;  Order of the Bloody Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personality:&lt;/em&gt;  Calculating, blood thirsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently:&lt;/em&gt;  Shayanna thought she had found two men she could trust, besides Kaleb Lucian and Thorn of Hate.  She has recently learned that because she has shut herself off to every man, getting her into bed has become a conquest in the eyes of the men she had wanted to trust.  Lyria and Rose have approached her with the chance to help her heal psychicological wounds or block her emotions behind walls that could not be guaranteed to hold the flood back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116072284370194896?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116072284370194896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116072284370194896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116072284370194896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116072284370194896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/character-update-shayanna-silvermist.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Character Update:  Shayanna Silvermist&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116072141282098268</id><published>2006-10-12T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:28.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>Character List</title><content type='html'>Champion&lt;br /&gt;Sister Vixen (50 mind/storm controller)&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire Wolf (41 DM/DA scrapper)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Revenge (23 MA/Regen scrapper)&lt;br /&gt;Rylanna (16 Storm/Rad defender)&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Cross (15 Eng/SR stalker)&lt;br /&gt;Fire Scorpion (12 Fire/Kin controller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtue&lt;br /&gt;Amira Dynasty (20 DM/Regen scrapper)&lt;br /&gt;Shayanna Silvermist (14 Sonic/Sonic corrupter)&lt;br /&gt;Darkest Angel (9 Warshade)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116072141282098268?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116072141282098268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116072141282098268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116072141282098268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116072141282098268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/character-list.html' title='Character List'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116060248961456405</id><published>2006-10-11T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:48.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>"Mrs. Campbell... This is the school nurse"</title><content type='html'>*sigh*  Ok, who doesn't dread that call from the school?  You always think the worst, to find out it was something small, like they fell and the school has to notify you verbally that they treated your child with ice and let him/her rest for a few minutes before sending them back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek tripped today coming out of his Orchestra class.  Landed on his left wrist, ball of the wrist, wrist bent, probably jammed it, but nothing is broken.  We went to the Quick Care, had it x-ray'd and they put a sling on it.  He gets out of P.E. for a week and Orchestra, because he plays the Cello and can't do it now.  Doesn't matter what instrument he plays, he would have had to gone a week with no playing anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116060248961456405?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116060248961456405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116060248961456405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116060248961456405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116060248961456405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/mrs-campbell-this-is-school-nurse.html' title='&quot;Mrs. Campbell... This is the school nurse&quot;'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116060230399655521</id><published>2006-10-11T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:48.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Update On The School Shooting</title><content type='html'>The police found the kid who shot the girl.  It was a 16-year-old boy.  Not sure the reason still, but they arrested him Tuesday.  Fortunately some of the students on the bus came forward and ID'd the kid.  Guess we'll find out eventually why he did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116060230399655521?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116060230399655521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116060230399655521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116060230399655521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116060230399655521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-on-school-shooting.html' title='Update On The School Shooting'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116050398688485709</id><published>2006-10-10T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:48.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>School Violence Hits Home</title><content type='html'>In the past few weeks, Las Vegas has seen an increase in children taking weapons to school.  This is not in addition to everything else that has been seen in the country itself.  This is purely in Las Vegas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, as I was driving to the airport for my trip to Alaska, I drive right by an elementary school that was on lockdown.  I found this out as I was driving past it.  There is a high school not too far from the elementary school and both schools were on lockdown because a former student of the high school had returned to the school with a gun.  The most frightening part?  I was within a two mile range for the schools my children attend.  What was to keep the guy from going to my daughter's elementary school or my son's middle school?  Not a damn thing.  Violence is not restricted to certain streets just because the police do a lockdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when I arrive in Alaska, and get to my hotel room and watch the news, I hear the story about the school house back east where the girls were held hostage and shot in the Amish community.  If an Amish community is affected by all this violence, what's to protect my own children?  No matter how hard I try, I can't be with them 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, that was definitely a lesson that hit home hard on Monday.  Derek had been home for about 30 minutes, having walked home from school.  As I leave the house to pick up Micaela, I notice the loud helicopter sounds and the police copter flying over the area of her school.  "That doesn't make me feel good," I said as I got into the car and began the less than 5 minute drive to her school.  Yes, I remember exactly what I said.  In this kind of situation, I would be surprised if any parent forgot exactly what was said and exactly what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the school, and as I got closer, the huge cluster of vehicles I had noticed immediately upon turning onto the street became clear.  There was yellow crime scene tape across the street.  The road was blocked by police cars; metro, highway patrol and school district.  A group of students was walking in my direction as I slowly inched my van closer to the yellow tape, a knot forming in my stomach.  Micaela waved her hand at me and though the knot didn't go away, a wave of relief swept over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets into the van and I immediately begin crying, trying to hold her close to me.  She kept saying, "Mom, I'm ok.  No one was hurt."  She didn't know what had happened, only that there were lots of police and her school was put on lockdown because of it.  Even the note that came home with her from the principle only said 'police activity'.  The police escorted the children across the street instead of the crossing guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I finally stopped bawling, I drove us home and began the search through the channels for some news.  My mother-in-law, who teaches at the school, didn't even call me to tell me what she knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, a high school student was walking home after getting off her bus and she was shot in the leg by an unknown assailant.  No one knew why, or at least they weren't saying and they didn't know who had done it.  And they didn't know where he/she had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am today, sitting at home, trying to work and pay attention to conference calls while my daughter goes to a school that had a shooting within 100 feet of school property.  Terry is out of town and doesn't truly understand how upset I was yesterday and I can't make him understand, not right now.  He has a lot of stress to deal with at his hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched my daughter walk away from me, into the school yard and it scared me.  I haven't been this scared since I took my son to his school on September 11, 2001.  I don't know what I would do if something happened to either of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116050398688485709?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116050398688485709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116050398688485709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116050398688485709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116050398688485709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-violence-hits-home.html' title='School Violence Hits Home'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116045843235536901</id><published>2006-10-09T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:28.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>D&amp;D Campaign Over</title><content type='html'>Well, if you've gone to My Writing, you'll see that our characters died this past gaming session.  Not exactly thrilled about it.  What makes me unhappy is that we were not given a chance to try to escape.  We were told, "you're captured, you're tortured, you're killed.  Next game, what do you want to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand Rob probably had it planned like that already and I will admit, the situation we were in was not a good one, so the chances of us escaping were pretty slim.  But still, even the slightest chance would have been nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we are starting a new campaign.  Terry is going to play a monk.  I am either going to play a ranger that is half high elf and half drow, or a moonknight.  A moonknight is a prestige class Rob created.  I have played one previously and she was pretty powerful.  Rob has toned the class down some, which is actually pretty good in some aspects.  I will be test playing the class for him, which means there will be things changed at the drop of a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry and I had an idea of playing elves based on a couple I read about in the latest R.A. Salvatore trilogy about Drizzt Do'Urden.  The elves fight in unison and in need of each other, completely dependent of each other.  But, after the trouble we seemed to have in the last campaign playing a couple that were starting out, I decided against playing another couple.  He asked if we were going to have our new characters together, even if we didn't play the elves, but I'm undecided.  We are going to have to talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116045843235536901?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116045843235536901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116045843235536901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116045843235536901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116045843235536901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/dd-campaign-over.html' title='D&amp;D Campaign Over'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116041572841841201</id><published>2006-10-09T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>My Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#31E4FF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94F1FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Terra Demon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Superpower is Electrocution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness is Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Weapon is Your Secret Decoder Thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mode of Transportation is Phone Booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via Lela and Steve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116041572841841201?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116041572841841201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116041572841841201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116041572841841201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116041572841841201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-turn.html' title='My Turn'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116018389070102561</id><published>2006-10-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>To Continue What Mike Started</title><content type='html'>There never seems to be enough time to say it as many times as people deserve to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends - &lt;br /&gt;I love you, Lela, Mike, Steve, Vinnie, Mark, J.D., Kelly who lives so far away and though our lives always seem to keep us from talking enough, Rob who deserves it even when he irritates the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family -&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Paul, Crystal, Jack, Diane, Dad, Junebug and Mom, even if we haven't spoken but three times in the past three years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved Ones - &lt;br /&gt;I love you, Micaela, beautiful girl that you are, joy that you bring me, stress you create.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Derek, handsome boy, maturing every day into a handsome man.  God, I wish you would turn in your homework.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Sweetie, Bubba, the man who has stood by me through everything, who makes me feel better even in the worst of situations, who accepts me for my faults and praises the good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116018389070102561?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116018389070102561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116018389070102561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116018389070102561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116018389070102561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-continue-what-mike-started.html' title='To Continue What Mike Started'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116013025753330563</id><published>2006-10-06T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Because Lela Needed It</title><content type='html'>I sent Lela the song a few weeks back and as she says in her blog, it's been on her mind lately.  So here are the lyrics, cause I personally love the song as well.  And for the ones who just can't leave her alone and expect her to keep being nice, despite the fact you treat her like shit, SHOVE OFF!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a reminder --- THIS IS MY BLOG, NOT LELA'S.  YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH WHAT I JUST SAID, COME TO ME.  OTHERWISE, STUFF IT.  Leave Lela alone.  She deserves better than the crap you're dishing out to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Ready To Make Nice - Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, sounds good&lt;br /&gt;Forget, I’m not sure I could&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals everything&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m through with doubt&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing left for me to figure out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve paid a price&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll keep paying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to make nice&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to back down&lt;br /&gt;I’m still mad as hell and&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;br /&gt;Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you said&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you just get over it&lt;br /&gt;It turned my whole world around&lt;br /&gt;And I kind of like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my bed and I sleep like a baby&lt;br /&gt;With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’&lt;br /&gt;It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her&lt;br /&gt;Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger&lt;br /&gt;And how in the world can the words that I said&lt;br /&gt;Send somebody so over the edge&lt;br /&gt;That they’d write me a letter&lt;br /&gt;Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing&lt;br /&gt;Or my life will be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to make nice&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to back down&lt;br /&gt;I’m still mad as hell and&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;br /&gt;Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to make nice&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to back down&lt;br /&gt;I’m still mad as hell and&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;br /&gt;Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, sounds good&lt;br /&gt;Forget, I’m not sure I could&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals everything&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116013025753330563?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116013025753330563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116013025753330563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116013025753330563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116013025753330563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-lela-needed-it.html' title='Because Lela Needed It'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-116008124129908752</id><published>2006-10-05T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>I Knew It</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Rogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/rogue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're reluctantly special. In fact, you long to be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider your powers to be a curse, and something you can't control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: absorbing other people's memories and abilities, weakening and killing people with your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Lela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-116008124129908752?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/116008124129908752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=116008124129908752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116008124129908752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/116008124129908752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-knew-it.html' title='I Knew It'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115977318291300479</id><published>2006-10-01T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:29.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>NANOWRIMO - 50,000 Words in November</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again.  Time to sign up for National Novel Writing Month, 50,000 words in 30 days.  This takes place in November.  Not a single word can be written before 12:00 a.m. November 1.  Outlines can be done, notes can be created, but not a single word within the body of the novel.  Works out to be about 1667 words per day.  And, guess what?  That also means on Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, the website is www.nanowrimo.org.  I will be cross-posting this to my writing blog and keeping track of my progress there as well.  Also, if you go to the website, you can pull up the authors that are registered and follow their progress through their profiles.  If you do decide to give it a try, let me know.  I'd be happy to follow your progress as well and maybe we can exchange a little moral support in this very stressful 30 day period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115977318291300479?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115977318291300479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115977318291300479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115977318291300479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115977318291300479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/10/nanowrimo-50000-words-in-november.html' title='NANOWRIMO - 50,000 Words in November'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115960594650208090</id><published>2006-09-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:44.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>My Time, My Dime</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been spending my time in World of Warcraft.  I love the bubbly, cartoonish look the characters and landscape have.  I like how the quests are so much easier to find than any of the quests available in EverQuest ever were.  And I like how there is no drama of any kind there.  Tuesdays are a lot of fun.  Mark joins Terry and I, and the three of us run the land as Taurens.  This is my first Horde character and I think it's hysterical my character actually moos, cause... she's a cow.  Terry and I usually play our Night Elves.  He has a rogue and I have a hunter.  Or we play our paladin and mage.  The mage is a lot of fun, even at a low level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play CoH now when I plan things with Lela, Steve or Mike.  Sometimes I want to log on, cause I haven't played with any of them for awhile, but things happen.  Like tonight, Terry and I spent a lot of time with the kids.  We taught them how to play a card game Terry and I have enjoyed ever since we married.  Derek was reluctant at first, but after the first game, he really got into it.  We had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't miss CoH or WoW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the point of this is, for those of you who think I'm avoiding CoH because of you or something that was said, or boards being opened up for the world to see... Well, sorry to disappoint.  I just don't care.  I play with who I want, when we have something planned and I'm not working or spending time with my family or playing tabletop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Chasers is fun.  Honestly I'd like see how my Warshade will progress.  Blood Nights are hysterical.  Shayanna cracks me up with her lust for blood.  I'm surprised I haven't macroed something to say "Runs her hands through the blood and then over her face."  Probably wouldn't surprise anyone if I did.  Mavericks are fun.  Sweet Revenge so needs to find something to distract her from shopping for clothes that irritate her brother.  And getting Solitaire closer to 50 gives me a satisfaction only a few understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, having fun doing what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115960594650208090?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115960594650208090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115960594650208090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115960594650208090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115960594650208090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-time-my-dime.html' title='My Time, My Dime'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115952638646101614</id><published>2006-09-29T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:23:02.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/9.10.06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/9.10.06.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Licorice - half bassett hound, half labrador, all pain in the ass.  Despite how Terry tries to tell me that Licorice is everyone's dog, this dog definitely belongs to him.  He's about the only one who can bet the dog when he wants to, play with him and keep him in place.  This dog has a bedtime that is more strict than the one we have for the kids.  By 10 p.m., Licorice becomes the biggest jerk ever created.  He growls at everyone.  If I go near Terry and Licorice is laying near his chair, he growls.  If we even talk to him while we're going to bed, he growls.  My favorite quote for the dog is "he's an asshole."  It's definitely a love/hate relationship.  There are days I absolutely love to hate the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/7.26.06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/7.26.06.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Amira - About 75% wolf, 25% siberian husky.  Amira is Anceint Egyptian for Princess and she is definitely a princess.  She is very lovable, talks to us all the time, hardly barks, but loves to destroy things if allowed to.  She will sit at her bowl of food, fill her mouth, then drop all the pieces on the floor, picking through them one at a time until she eats them all.  Then she does it all again.  She goes into the kids' rooms, checks on them, then sits either at the top of the stairs or at the bottom, waiting until I go to bed.  Her neck is soft and she's absolutely gorgeous when she has a full coat of fur.  She sleeps on the porch in the middle of winter and on the kitchen floor during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/8.05.06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/8.05.06.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Coco - part golden retriever, chocolate labrador, australian shepherd and pig.  Pig?  Yes, pig.  Her tail curls up like a pig's.  We love her, but she has the most annoying bark.  And she barks... all the freaking time.  I can't take a shower without her barking at the shower door shutting.  She barks at the garage door as it opens.  She barks at Derek and Micaela when they go outside to play.  She barks when we come home, for who knows what reason.  She and Amira have an ongoing struggle for dominance in the pack, which varies on who feels like chewing on the other the most that day.  The good thing about Coco, she loves the kids, she loves the family and she plays with both Licorice and Amira equally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115952638646101614?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115952638646101614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115952638646101614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115952638646101614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115952638646101614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/09/dogs.html' title='The Dogs'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115952037921654913</id><published>2006-09-29T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:59.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Winchester Mystery House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The room where Mrs. Winchester died.  Outside the window, there is a crescent moon shaped hedge, with the tip pointing at the window.  There are those who believe it has some supernatural meaning, with the tip pointing to the room.  It's just coincidence, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20327.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  One of the unfinished rooms on the ??? floor of the house.  We walked up and down so many stairs, it was hard to tell where we were.  This room was in the front of the house, which was closed off and not worked on again after the earthquake of 1906.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20504.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The front of the house.  The house was painted in the 70's, thus the horrible yellow color.  Currently, though the state of California has it registered in the state historic locations, it is privately owned and has been for quite awhile.  Even if you ask the employees who signs their checks, the only answer they can give you is "Winchester Mystery House".  I would love to own this house.  The history behind it, being able to walk through it whenever I wanted, not to mention the money it brings in during October and on Friday, the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20519.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  One of the two basements in the house.  This one had the coal chute and when it was unlocked, there was coal still covering the floor.  This basement is considered the most haunted of the two basements.  With all the fireplaces (47), Mrs. Winchester had grates built into the floors of each one, which the servants would use to send the ashes from each fireplace down a chute into this basement.  Instead of 47 fireplaces to clean and carry the ash from the house, the servants would only have to clean 7 chutes, which was supposed to be easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many amazing facts about this house, so much history and information.  Mrs. Winchester had the modern of all conveniences, including elevators.  For further information, you can visit the official website, www.winchestermysteryhouse.com, or do a Google/Yahoo/MSN search, whichever you prefer to find out more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115952037921654913?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115952037921654913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115952037921654913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115952037921654913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115952037921654913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/09/winchester-mystery-house.html' title='Winchester Mystery House'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115951482478753185</id><published>2006-09-29T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:59.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Will These Photos Never End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The family at the Redwood Forest at the top of the mountain near Brookdale Lodge.  Not exactly the place I had intended to take the kids.  When I was living in California with my mother and stepfather, we used to go to the Redwood Forest that had some of the largest, oldest trees on the North American continent.  There was one tree in the forest that had grown so large that by the time it had been discovered, it had already fallen over and died.  It was old when America was discovered.  The bottom of the trunk, with the roots still in the ground, was smoothed over and finished and was once used as a place for square dancers.  A portion of it, still standing next to the trunk, was used to show the rings and distinguish the age of the tree.  There was also a tree that grew in such a way, cars used to be driven through it.  You know, the small Model T's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, this was not where we went.  Needless to say, I was extremly disappointed and after we made the journey through the trail and discovered the Mother of All Trees, over 400 ft tall and the Father of All Trees, almost 400 ft tall, we left and made our way to the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose.  The drive through the forest was beautiful, if a bit curvey.  The small towns we came across were beautiful.  And the house was worth the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115951482478753185?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115951482478753185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115951482478753185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115951482478753185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115951482478753185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/09/will-these-photos-never-end.html' title='Will These Photos Never End?'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115745047960450237</id><published>2006-09-05T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Despite everything....</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard it gets or how upset I get, I know that true friends know the truth.  And my father will always send me an email that makes me smile, just like he knew I needed it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ROAD IS NEVER LONG BETWEEN FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who changes your life, just by being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS SHORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person,&lt;br /&gt;an hour to appreciate them,&lt;br /&gt;a day to love them,&lt;br /&gt;but then an entire life, &lt;br /&gt;to forget them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115745047960450237?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115745047960450237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115745047960450237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115745047960450237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115745047960450237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/09/despite-everything.html' title='Despite everything....'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115701383250124301</id><published>2006-08-31T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:59.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Continuing Up The Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20260.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  About noon, the clouds started coming in.  At first it looked like there was a fire, but then we realized it was the clouds and we stopped a few times to look at the sight.  It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20269.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  At one point, we stopped and we were above the cloud line.  It was like looking at a bed of cotton balls.  Again, Micaela was afraid if we got too close to the edge, we would fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20265.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We stopped at a small motel, restaurant and gift shop.  There was a nature trail that led down the mountain, but it was blocked off.  We were able to walk down partway though and get into the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20271.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And of course, the sunset.  I've heard people say Las Vegas has the most beautiful sunsets, because of the heat, the pollution sadly and the way the sun lights up the mountains.  But this sunset put every single one to shame.  As we wound our way through the mountains, and drove to Santa Cruz, we had to stop several times, just to take the pictures.  It was as if the sun melted into the ocean.  Breathtaking, beautiful, amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115701383250124301?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115701383250124301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115701383250124301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115701383250124301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115701383250124301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/continuing-up-coast.html' title='Continuing Up The Coast'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115701279862179849</id><published>2006-08-31T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:59.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Vacation Pictures Continue - Drive Up Highway 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20254.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Terry and Nick climbed down to the water from the road to touch the water.  They had to stand on the rocks, because there wasn't a dry place anywhere for them stand.  And the water was cold!  Or so they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Micaela got very scared because the second time we stopped, the rocks down to the water were just a little steep and she was afraid everyone would fall down and hurt themselves.  It was a beautiful sight to see though; the waves pounding against the rocks, sending up sprays of water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20244.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115701279862179849?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115701279862179849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115701279862179849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115701279862179849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115701279862179849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/vacation-pictures-continue-drive-up.html' title='Vacation Pictures Continue - Drive Up Highway 1'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115662322142687329</id><published>2006-08-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:28.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>So, since Vinnie took his with him, which is to be expected, it was his and he paid for it, I went out yesterday and bought the family Guitar Hero and placed a reservation for Guitar Hero 2, which is due out on Nov. 7.  We are getting a second guitar with the second game, so the kids can duel each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I have completed the first set of songs on easy, cause I suck at video games.  I have 3 of the second set done.  No 5 stars yet, but a few 4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Vinnie, we were up until 3:30 playing with Paul and Crystal first, then just ourselves.  It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115662322142687329?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115662322142687329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115662322142687329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115662322142687329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115662322142687329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/guitar-hero.html' title='Guitar Hero'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115605087643928057</id><published>2006-08-19T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Just For Caedyn and Steve</title><content type='html'>Why did Tigger have to wash his hands?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;He'd been playing with Pooh all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a stinky fairy?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Stinker Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can thank the man who will be my son's Boy Scout leader for the next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115605087643928057?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115605087643928057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115605087643928057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115605087643928057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115605087643928057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-for-caedyn-and-steve.html' title='Just For Caedyn and Steve'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115586924501215078</id><published>2006-08-17T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:17:59.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Last Day At Disneyland - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20216.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20216.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The girls!  Mom and Micaela.  Micaela's such a ham.  But we love her.  Watching the enjoyment she and Derek had while we were at the park made the cost and the pain in the feet worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Ok, so here's a picture of me.  Now leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20194.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20194.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Isn't this a beautiful costume?  But can you imagine wearing it for the better part of two hours as you walk through Disneyland, from Main Street to It's A Small World?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20218.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20218.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The Boys!  Nick really had a lot of fun.  He said he rode a lot of rides with us that he had never ridden before with his friends.  And Derek really bloomed into a personality we never knew he had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115586924501215078?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115586924501215078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115586924501215078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115586924501215078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115586924501215078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-day-at-disneyland-part-2.html' title='Last Day At Disneyland - Part 2'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115583932160654200</id><published>2006-08-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Raising Boys</title><content type='html'>Another from my father:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAISING BOYS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following came from an anonymous Mother in Austin, Texas... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've learned from my Boys (honest and not kidding): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) A king size water bed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) A 3-year old boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate 42 pound boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20 x 20 ft. room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on when using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) A six-year old boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old man says they can only do it in the movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) Super-glue is forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool, you still can't walk on water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) VCR's do not eject "PB&amp;J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5-minute response time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) It will, however, make cats dizzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without boys do it because: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) For those with no children - this is totally hysterical ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) For those who already have children past this age, this is hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) For those who have children this age, this is not funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) For those who have children nearing this age, this is a warning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) For those who have not yet had children, this is birth control !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115583932160654200?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115583932160654200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115583932160654200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583932160654200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583932160654200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/raising-boys.html' title='Raising Boys'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115583869328486538</id><published>2006-08-17T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>In an email from my father, before he went on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Happiness Site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you could be happy?&lt;br /&gt;When I realized that I was happy, I felt happy and in that moment I knew that I was happy. I wondered what could come along that was more important than the way I felt now. So I watched everything to see what I would give up my happiness for! In the last 15 ½ years, I have found nothing that is more important than being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learned, is that being happy is the smartest way of dealing with any problem. Unhappiness only exposes you to what you don't like. When you start with one problem and you add unhappiness you have now created a second problem to deal with. I have found that being happy enables me to make the best choices, to find the best solutions, and to use my highest mental faculties to create the best outcome for myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is an inner state of well being. A state that enables you to profit from your highest thoughts, intelligence, wisdom, awareness, common sense, emotions, health, and spiritual values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is one of the most important things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give away your power by being unhappy! Practice "Premeditated Happiness," because happiness is an issue of power. We give our power to others for many reasons. We mistakenly think that doing this will make us happy. The truth is that we have given others power over ourselves. We can now consciously reclaim our power and experience happiness. Happiness does wonders for your soul. Now is the time to learn to use happiness for dealing with challenges and difficult people so you can empower your life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quote: "Even if you are on the right track, you are going to get run over if you just sit there."  Will Rogers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115583869328486538?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115583869328486538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115583869328486538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583869328486538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583869328486538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115583829409030581</id><published>2006-08-17T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:22:02.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Quote by Peter F. Drucker</title><content type='html'>There is nothing so useless as doing efficiently that which should not be done at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115583829409030581?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115583829409030581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115583829409030581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583829409030581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115583829409030581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/quote-by-peter-f-drucker.html' title='Quote by Peter F. Drucker'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115575534971048540</id><published>2006-08-16T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:29:04.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Bad Joke Time</title><content type='html'>What do you call a spider that just got married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A newly web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*groan*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115575534971048540?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115575534971048540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115575534971048540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115575534971048540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115575534971048540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-joke-time.html' title='Bad Joke Time'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115558030244838048</id><published>2006-08-14T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Not Going To Conform</title><content type='html'>I am so NOT going to fall into the trap of wishing Vinnie a happy birthday like everyone else.  I mean, honestly, it's just another day, and there's no need to wish Vinnie happy birthday.  What good will come out of wishing Vinnie happy birthday?  And would it serve any purpose to remind him that he's supposed to be asking for lasagna for his birthday dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Vinnie, I'm &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; wishing you a happy birthday.  And I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; hope it was a good day for you.  And I certainly &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; hope your dad got you something nice.  And for dinner, I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; hope you get your lasagna, &lt;em&gt;because we know mine is the best in the country&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids love ya, Vin and miss ya.  Terry and I do too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115558030244838048?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115558030244838048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115558030244838048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115558030244838048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115558030244838048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-going-to-conform.html' title='Not Going To Conform'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115534482685122770</id><published>2006-08-11T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Last Day At Disneyland - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20152.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20152.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Family picture in front of the 50th anniversary flowers at the entrance of the park.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20155.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20155.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I'm not real sure what these two were doing, but I lifted up the camera to take a shot and they did this.  Such goofballs.  Like father, like son.  Derek definitely gets it from his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Eeyore is my most favorite Disney character, next to Belle from Beauty and the Beast.  But Eeyore is #1.  I love getting pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Waiting for the parade.  The kids were 'forced' to watch it because we are so very mean to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20161.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115534482685122770?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115534482685122770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115534482685122770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115534482685122770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115534482685122770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-day-at-disneyland-part-1.html' title='Last Day At Disneyland - Part 1'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115511066135781908</id><published>2006-08-09T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Still Doing Vacation Pictures - Disney's California Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning started with an early breakfast at Chip n' Dale's Storybook Restaurant.  We were able to see Kenai and Koda, as well as Chip and Dale.  Nick argued with us the entire trip about which of the chipmunks was Chip and which one was Dale.  After Terry and I showed him the difference, it just became a way for him to irritate and harass his niece and nephew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting for entrance to the park, we were entertained by this most interesting looking woman.  Her date, husband, boyfriend, whatever he was, looked 'normal', at least in regard to her dress.  The shooes were canvas high tops.  *shakes head*  Wow, some people are stress relievers just because they make you laugh so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20490.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micaela and Derek enjoyed their day at the park.  Neither of them wanted to ride the roller coaster, California Screamer, or The Tower of Terror.  The tower was excellent!  I really enjoyed it.  From what I understand, at least for the one at Disney World, each ride is supposed to be different than any other.  And Rod Sterling's voice was integrated perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were California Adventures, we saw Cruella DeVil, Hercules, Mulan, Sleeping Beauty, The Incredibles and Woody.  Terry and I watched the Bug's Life show, which was interesting.  And at the end of the night, we watched the Electric Light Parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115511066135781908?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115511066135781908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115511066135781908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115511066135781908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115511066135781908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/still-doing-vacation-pictures-disneys.html' title='Still Doing Vacation Pictures - Disney&apos;s California Adventures'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115451236105577741</id><published>2006-08-02T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:28:27.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry</title><content type='html'>Updated writing blog with journal entry for D&amp;D session 7.29.06.  I also have started a scene between Tal and Natani that will take place immediately after she finishes the journal entry.  I will update the blog with that after it is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115451236105577741?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115451236105577741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115451236105577741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115451236105577741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115451236105577741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/journal-entry.html' title='Journal Entry'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115450574238055969</id><published>2006-08-02T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Father's Day At The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20457.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since we were in California for Father's Day, I tried to make sure Terry got to do what he wanted for the day.  He had really been looking forward to the beach, so we went to Huntington Beach for a few hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20455.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids really enjoyed the water, and didn't mind how cold it was.  It was a bright day, with a breeze, but the water was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20456.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micaela just loves to pose for pictures.  My dad would call her a ham, cause she's always hamming it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I watched, after soaking my feet in the salt water for awhile, the family rented a few body boards, except Micaela.  All three boys got sand burns on their bellies, however, Nick was talented enough to get a sand burn in other areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, we went to dinner and then Downtown Disney.  Micaela bought herself a Hello Kitty stuffed animal from Build-A-Bear Workshop.  We checked out the pins at the different stores, Derek was bought a collectors set of Star Wars Tie-Fighters (5 tie-fighters in one box) and we spent a lot of time in the Disney Store.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even without going to Disneyland, I love Downtown Disney.  You still get the feel of Disney, without having to pay for the admission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115450574238055969?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115450574238055969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115450574238055969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115450574238055969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115450574238055969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/08/fathers-day-at-beach.html' title='Father&apos;s Day At The Beach'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115389699839709054</id><published>2006-07-25T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:28:27.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaming - All Games'/><title type='text'>Journal Entry</title><content type='html'>I've updated the writing blog with a journal entry about our most recent D&amp;D session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115389699839709054?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115389699839709054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115389699839709054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389699839709054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389699839709054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/journal-entry.html' title='Journal Entry'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115389481191370947</id><published>2006-07-25T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>After Only One Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/200/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20405.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/200/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20404.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of amusement parks and excitement, the kids were already beat.  But we had a 7 a.m. appointment with early admission to FantasyLand and 8 a.m. early admission to Toon Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In FantasyLand, we were able to ride Peter Pan and Dumbo before the lines got too bad.  Those rides usually have an almost 2 hour wait.  Then we rode the Matterhorn and the Teacups.  With a trip to Small World behind us, we went into Town Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20414.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/200/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20414.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi cab ride was a lot of fun and just enough to occupy us until the Toon Town show began.  We were all made honorary Toon Town citizens.  Then we were able to get pictures with the characters without waiting for hours.  We were able to get Micaela to ride Gadget's Rollercoaster, which is still pretty cool, even for a small coaster, designed for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/200/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/200/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20418.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the day with a ride on Autopia.  Micaela got to drive her car by herself for the first time.  Space Mountain was awesome.  The new design and music was great and a definite improvement from before.  Buzz Lightyear's ride was lots of fun and everyone enjoyed competing with each other for the highest score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought lots of pins (we love to do the pin trading thing).  Nick even got involved with it.  Splash Mountain, the Haunted Mansion, the pirate ship, Big Thunder Mountain, everything was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a break in the afternoon, we closed the park.  Dinner wasn't the best.  We ate at a place we love to eat at, but the food wasn't the best that night.  Pirates was closed because they were revamping the ride for the new movie premiere and Fantasia didn't show the entire time we were there because of the big premiere they had planned.  My feet were killing me.  I had developed blisters the first day and could barely walk, but Terry helped with new shoes and lots of band-aids and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our first full day, it was pretty eventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115389481191370947?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115389481191370947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115389481191370947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389481191370947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389481191370947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-only-one-day.html' title='After Only One Day...'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115389228848432869</id><published>2006-07-25T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Derek and Nick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Nick in the old West town of Knott's Berry Farm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115389228848432869?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115389228848432869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115389228848432869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389228848432869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115389228848432869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/derek-and-nick.html' title='Derek and Nick'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115377882638247561</id><published>2006-07-24T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:29:04.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>From a Friend</title><content type='html'>Happiness keeps You Sweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials keep You Strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrows keep You Human,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failures keep You Humble,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success keeps You Glowing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Only God keeps You Going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115377882638247561?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115377882638247561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115377882638247561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115377882638247561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115377882638247561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-friend.html' title='From a Friend'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115350737033760120</id><published>2006-07-21T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Oysters are YUCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micaela wanted to try an oyster.  Terry and I tried to explain to her that oysters were kinda yucky and that she was not to chew them, but she insisted she wanted to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/1600/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4566/3277/320/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoGhostHunt%20116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to tell her to just let it slip down her throat, again telling her not to chew.  I even made sure the oyster was clear of the muscle holding it to the shell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite her best efforts, she couldn't swallow it.  She even spit it out!  It was the funniest thing I ever saw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115350737033760120?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115350737033760120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115350737033760120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115350737033760120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115350737033760120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/oysters-are-yuck.html' title='Oysters are YUCK!'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115333391801908684</id><published>2006-07-19T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:29:04.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Too True</title><content type='html'>I received this from the woman who lost her son-in-law as mentioned previously in the post about the motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it' s harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute&lt;br /&gt;of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115333391801908684?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115333391801908684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115333391801908684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115333391801908684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115333391801908684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/too-true.html' title='Too True'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290613749179394</id><published>2006-07-14T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Only My Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went outside to play at school and fell because a boy pushed her down.  She smacked her mouth on the ground.  When she came home, Dad and I made her wash her mouth, because it looked like dirt.  Upon further inspection, we found it was a bruise and she had lots of little burst blood vessels on her top lip and inside her mouth.  She says the boy did it because he's a "big, fat, stupid, ugly dork."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we were in San Francisco, she was wrestling with her brother on the bed and fell and smacked her eye on the nightstand.  The next day, she had a beautiful black and blue mark on her cheek and her eye hurt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my daughter could hurt herself in these ways.  And now she's mad at me because I'm posting these pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290613749179394?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290613749179394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290613749179394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290613749179394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290613749179394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/only-my-daughter.html' title='Only My Daughter'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290533394977148</id><published>2006-07-14T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Ghost Hunt Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our guide for the Ghost Hunt.  To verify his stories, he spent quite a few years doing research on the houses, the stories, verifying his facts, talking to people who experienced events in the buildings, etc.  He was very informative, very nice and very entertaining.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to San Francisco and don't mind an almost 3 hour walk around a very beautiful part of town, look this hunt up.  The site address is www.sfghosthunt.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290533394977148?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290533394977148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290533394977148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290533394977148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290533394977148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/san-francisco-ghost-hunt-guide.html' title='San Francisco Ghost Hunt Guide'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290454125353396</id><published>2006-07-14T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Ghost Hunt San Francisco Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will O'Wisp, also known as J.D., joined us for the Ghost Hunt.  He's such a sweet person and we had loads of fun on the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard several of the more well known stories of ghosts in San Francisco and even a few things that could not be easily explained.  A key connected to a murder flipped in the hand of the host as well as a guest.  And, after listening to the story of a voodoo priestess, we each made a wish on a wishing doll and watched it stand up in our host's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really fun night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290454125353396?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290454125353396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290454125353396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290454125353396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290454125353396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/ghost-hunt-san-francisco-style.html' title='Ghost Hunt San Francisco Style'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290401673374653</id><published>2006-07-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Alcatraz From The Ferry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a visit to Alcatraz.  Terry and I had visited it on our honeymoon, and we wanted the kids to see it.  Story has it the government has decided it costs too much, so the National Park Service is doing everything they can to keep it open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290401673374653?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290401673374653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290401673374653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290401673374653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290401673374653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/alcatraz-from-ferry.html' title='Alcatraz From The Ferry'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290379930162862</id><published>2006-07-14T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>San Francisco Sea Lions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFrancis-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the seals that like to call San Francisco home.  They have the life: Sit around all day and sun themselves.  Jump into the water every so often, catch a fish, get back to the sunning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290379930162862?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290379930162862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290379930162862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290379930162862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290379930162862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/san-francisco-sea-lions.html' title='San Francisco Sea Lions'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115290308435072089</id><published>2006-07-14T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:25:02.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><title type='text'>Brookdale Lodge - Brook Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/BrookdalelodgeAlcatrazSanFranciscoG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are out of order.  I still need to get the rest from hubby's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is the dining room for the Brookdale Lodge.  In the middle of this room is a brook.  The sound outside of the restaurant doors was really loud, so I could only imagine how loud it is inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said this is a haunted room because of a child that is said to have drowned in the brook.  People have seen the little girl in a white dress playing on the second floor and in the main hall where the reception desk is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a mermaid room where it is said people hear the sounds of a big band and a large party late in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't hear or see any of that, but the place does give a spooky feeling at times.  Terry laughed at me because I got shivers down my back while reading the newspaper articles and said we needed to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115290308435072089?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115290308435072089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115290308435072089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290308435072089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115290308435072089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/brookdale-lodge-brook-room.html' title='Brookdale Lodge - Brook Room'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115287632145189039</id><published>2006-07-14T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/Picture089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e377/amberspersonal/City%20of%20Heroes/Family/Picture089.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinnie is no longer with us. He's moved back to Florida to be with his family and go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else is Micaela (daughter), Derek (son), Terry {hubby(behind the plant)} Nick aka Nebin (brother), Crystal (middle brother's girlfriend) and in the back is my step-mother, Diane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115287632145189039?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115287632145189039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115287632145189039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115287632145189039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115287632145189039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115281634756306254</id><published>2006-07-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Out of Town</title><content type='html'>Hubby is out of town again.  Second time this week.  I don't like it when he's gone, especially when I can't sleep in the same room.  Hate the snoring, love the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog is whining still.  Now she is suffering from more severe emotional distress than normal.  She's always had anxiety.  Now it's worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no desire to play CoH while he's gone.  I don't have much of a desire to do anything.  I haven't touched a pen for writing and can't even do the simple thing of reviewing an outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this week sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115281634756306254?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115281634756306254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115281634756306254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115281634756306254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115281634756306254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/out-of-town.html' title='Out of Town'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115250269367227749</id><published>2006-07-09T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Puppy Update</title><content type='html'>Coco is home and doing good. She has to have pain medicine on a regular basis and has two antibiotics to take. One to make sure she doesn't have an infection from the surgery and the other is to get rid of the urinary tract infection that is part of what caused the pyometria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of advice, if you have an animal, be it dog or cat, get them fixed as soon as possible. We delayed spaying Coco, it wasn't foremost on our minds unless she was in heat. This would have saved us a lot of money and Coco a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amira is scheduled for a spaying on August 2nd and we are going to get pet insurance before we do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115250269367227749?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115250269367227749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115250269367227749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115250269367227749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115250269367227749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/puppy-update.html' title='Puppy Update'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30535230.post-115238583776095001</id><published>2006-07-08T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:27:56.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>17th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today is our 17th anniversary.  Seventeen years of marital bliss as he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what we're doing today.  We don't usually plan things.  Right now I'm watching him play CoV, two missions after he said he was going to log and run to the store.  Once again, he forgot to get the card.  He's so inconsistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been better than previous ones.  Money isn't a constant worry for us anymore, which helps relieve a lot of stress.  We're both happy with our jobs, to a point.  The kids are healthy.  The house is still standing.  Things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two kids who got married right out of high school and weren't supposed to make it 2 years, we've done pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love each other, show more passion in public than some people and a lot less than others.  But we don't have to prove it to others for each of us to know.  As long as he knows I love him and I know he loves me, that's all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30535230-115238583776095001?l=im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/feeds/115238583776095001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30535230&amp;postID=115238583776095001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115238583776095001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30535230/posts/default/115238583776095001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-not-lost-im-exploring.blogspot.com/2006/07/17th-anniversary.html' title='17th Anniversary'/><author><name>talc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12126323719423638573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fn41L6sChlk/SaVaBflAIpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/19Vq4Lh511w/S220/Death_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
