<?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-2410321406865115448</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:06:03.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Foushees</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-4299462544919161843</id><published>2009-09-13T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:35:04.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where were YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/Sq2Prs0BulI/AAAAAAAAAIs/z6RT3pYwbGA/s1600-h/best+9+11+memorial+%28375%29-thumb-375x585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/Sq2Prs0BulI/AAAAAAAAAIs/z6RT3pYwbGA/s320/best+9+11+memorial+%28375%29-thumb-375x585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115110704134738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my friend Shellie put up an interesting post about 9/11 and made me think about that day and helped me to remember, (as if I could really forget).  I posted this comment on her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was living at my little sister's home in Joliet, Il. temporarily while I was doing a travel RN job.&lt;br /&gt;I had gotten up late, as I was able to sleep in(oh, how I miss those days)! I sat down with my breakfast in the living room and snapped on the TV. I heard newscasters talking about a terrible plane accident in NY, and I was shocked to see a gaping, burning hole in the side of a building. Then, I was horrified as I witnessed a 2nd plane fly around the building and slam into it's side. I was instantly terrified, as I deducted that this could NOT be a coincidence. I was on the phone calling my father in Chicago, begging him to leave work immediately. He had already started the process. For the next week, I sat glued to the TV and watched over and over again the terrible things that had happened that day. And I counted my blessings that I knew of no one remotely involved.&lt;br /&gt;To this day though, I remember a TV station taking calls from people who were either in the buildings or who had first had accounts. I remember hearing a woman say that she was on one floor of the WTC building and that her husband worked on a higher level. Her floor was evacuated and she had called to tell her husband that his company should do the same. She hadn't been able to get a hold of him after that. I had always wanted to remember her name so I could check on the status of her loved one later, but , alas, it eludes me now. I DO remember that I recorded that bit on a vhs tape and someday I WILL find it and watch it and try to find out.&lt;br /&gt;I have not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;I will NEVER forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-4299462544919161843?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/4299462544919161843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=4299462544919161843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4299462544919161843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4299462544919161843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-were-you.html' title='Where were YOU?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/Sq2Prs0BulI/AAAAAAAAAIs/z6RT3pYwbGA/s72-c/best+9+11+memorial+%28375%29-thumb-375x585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-817701626170738401</id><published>2009-09-07T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:58:50.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain , fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are in Arizona. It's not supposed to rain THIS hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night, the storms rolled in and the thundar started. I was loving it! Then, the rains began. It rained and rained and rained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;London was so cute! She ran into the kitchen and was screaming in frustration! I could NOT figure out what she wanted from up on the counter. I finally lifted her up and told her to point to what she wanted. She grabbed the paper towel roll. "You want a paper towel??" "Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave her one, and she ran straight for the patio door and proceeded to try to dry off the water that was pouring on to the window outside! Precious!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378953372512070866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXhl-f4rNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NjwhEvqucL4/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When it was evident that she was not going to beat the rain, she joined it! And then the rest of the pack joined her. They decided that it would be great fun to run outside and jump in the rapidly forming puddles while it was raining. (And while Mom was busy chatting with Auntie Rachel and Uncle Ryan) They got so wet and so muddy that they all decided that they needed to remove their clothes! My kids are such nudists! Lots of fun was had and baths followed!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378955160363095026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXjOCwyU_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/CAkENRbZ6zU/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378956015277397042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXj_zkPVDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D-AVouQxs9A/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-817701626170738401?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/817701626170738401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=817701626170738401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/817701626170738401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/817701626170738401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-rain-fun.html' title='Rain, Rain , fun'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXhl-f4rNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NjwhEvqucL4/s72-c/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-4007193162797993593</id><published>2009-09-06T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:38:29.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpy Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXeE0EjQlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mp2oMoP56tc/s1600-h/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378949504242500178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXeE0EjQlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mp2oMoP56tc/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to take the kids for a drive up to 4 peaks today. It was a really long and bumpy ride. Christian kept wailing from the back of the van, "I want to go home!" When asked why, he said, "Scawered of pokies". He was afraid that the big tall Saguaro cactus were going to tip over on him (while he was in the car). Cute. We did not make it to the top, but settled on a little turn off that had some rocks by it, and no cactus! The kids and Kalia were very excited to get out and explore thier surroundings. They did a great job of hiking up the small hill and avoiding the Pokie Bushes. Slept ALL the way home, little darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXTOncsPmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Pdrwmy4xGwY/s1600-h/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378937578024877666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXTOncsPmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Pdrwmy4xGwY/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqSU5dAIqPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dNE9pusSDGk/s1600-h/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378587569745864946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqSU5dAIqPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/dNE9pusSDGk/s320/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXOa-WMFBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/uKwUM9WrbDE/s1600-h/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2410321406865115448-4007193162797993593?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/4007193162797993593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=4007193162797993593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4007193162797993593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4007193162797993593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/09/bumpy-ride.html' title='Bumpy Ride'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqXeE0EjQlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Mp2oMoP56tc/s72-c/Nancy+house,+4+peaks+067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-4250669204503673584</id><published>2009-09-05T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:51:14.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqM_lpgxuCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UO8ugzgy8Hg/s1600-h/Grandma!+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqM_lpgxuCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UO8ugzgy8Hg/s320/Grandma!+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378212296041543714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little London , bless her soul, is just SO thoughtful. Even at the most tender age of 2.&lt;br /&gt;She decided that our lonely little refrigerator in the condo needed some sprucing up. So she took a whole package of my scrapbooking bling gems and decorated the fridge with them. We had the sharpest looking fridge for a whole day! Precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqM-ZedXpxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iCbMpng0WmA/s1600-h/Grandma%21+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqM-ZedXpxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iCbMpng0WmA/s320/Grandma%21+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378210987404404498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-4250669204503673584?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/4250669204503673584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=4250669204503673584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4250669204503673584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4250669204503673584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-dear-children.html' title='My Dear Children'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SqM_lpgxuCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UO8ugzgy8Hg/s72-c/Grandma!+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-5706353520000164866</id><published>2009-02-23T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:55:36.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello out there???</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I haven't posted in a while, but is NO one going to take me up on the pay it forward post????  Are you out there???  Is anyone receiving this??&lt;br /&gt;I need to post more.  heeheehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-5706353520000164866?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/5706353520000164866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=5706353520000164866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/5706353520000164866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/5706353520000164866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-out-there.html' title='Hello out there???'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-8851890063153258012</id><published>2009-02-11T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:00:06.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it Forward</title><content type='html'>Craftiness - paying it forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from Shellie, now I'm "Paying It Forward".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's how it works-the first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year, a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well-before you leave your comment here, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going. Then come back, let me know you're going to play, and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift! Remember that only the first 3 comments will receive a gift from me, so be quick!"I'll be waiting for your comments with bated breath to see who the lucky winners are....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-8851890063153258012?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/8851890063153258012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=8851890063153258012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/8851890063153258012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/8851890063153258012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-3697548069906211464</id><published>2008-12-03T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:47:31.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTIAN!!</title><content type='html'>My sweet boy who is so patient in the bathroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No..He is not falling in! Hee-hee!  This is just how he likes to sit!  So cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHE_1N6BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VRKF9c7Lqfs/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHE_1N6BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VRKF9c7Lqfs/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275693270923339794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But as cute as he is...He can drive me BATTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;This morning, he disappeared.  All the other kids were running around and dancing to the Lightning McQueen soundtrack, and Christian was just gone.  Carey came down from work to get a soda and started yelling that the garage door ( from the house to the garage) was open.  Then he gasped, and I heard him say, "Momma's not gonna like this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHWshf0eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/A8w72NHpo4g/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHWshf0eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/A8w72NHpo4g/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275693574977999330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHiT_5BcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l5h6HgL_Rkc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHiT_5BcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l5h6HgL_Rkc/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275693774553023938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 eggs on my garage floor.  What a mess!!  UGGG!  When I asked him what he was doing with the eggs, he said "one, two, free, fo, fi!".  "Did you want to eat the eggs?" "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off he goes into time out while I grab the dog to help me clean up the mess.&lt;br /&gt;(Which, by the way, she won't do.  I need a new model, my dog model is tooo picky!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I am cleaning up the eggs, Christian is in timeout doing... THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcJOfsNP5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BjhMrE1BHxs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcJOfsNP5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BjhMrE1BHxs/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275695633117560722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcJW8aYY-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/VZQHOsERmL4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcJW8aYY-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/VZQHOsERmL4/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275695778266375138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is then brought up to his room to sit in time out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I pick up the leaves, I suddenly hear water running....I run upstairs to find him in the bathroom dumping out an entire bottle of Aveeno baby wash!!  "AAGGGGGG!!!!!!", I scream.  &lt;br /&gt;"Whaaaaaaaa!", he screams.&lt;br /&gt; And he is again put in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got done cleaning everything up, I went back upstairs to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;He was laying down in his bed, covered up and just contemplating the ceiling.  He looked like such and angel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know the real truth!  Heeheehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcLCuP_SVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5ARp2EWhylA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcLCuP_SVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5ARp2EWhylA/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275697629890562386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Dang ...Where is that devil costume when you need it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-3697548069906211464?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/3697548069906211464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=3697548069906211464' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/3697548069906211464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/3697548069906211464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/12/christian.html' title='CHRISTIAN!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/STcHE_1N6BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VRKF9c7Lqfs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-6293509010039325751</id><published>2008-11-14T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:11:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What board game are YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Boggle &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatboardgameareyouquiz/boggle.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You are an incredibly creative and resourceful person.&lt;br /&gt;You're able to dig deep and think outside the box to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;You are a non linear thinker. You don't like following directions&lt;br /&gt;You draw your inspiration from the strangest places sometimes. You're constantly inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Andrea for the inspiration to blog again.  I haven't in a while, because .....I just haven't had anything to say that isn't already being said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one was fun.  I like fun things.  And I think this one pegged me pretty well.  What do YOU think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What board game are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;http://blogthings.com/whatboardgameareyouquiz/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-6293509010039325751?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/6293509010039325751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=6293509010039325751' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6293509010039325751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6293509010039325751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-board-game-are-you.html' title='What board game are YOU?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-6910033067802871506</id><published>2008-07-31T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:56:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CheeriOHHHHHs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://k43.pbase.com/g5/51/637751/2/68486912.QKn3JDQP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://k43.pbase.com/g5/51/637751/2/68486912.QKn3JDQP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so my kids are hooked on Fruity cheerios. I bought them for a treat while we were moving, and now they are begging for them! While they have 1/2 the sugar of Froot Loops, they have twice the sugar of the multi grain variety that I was previously buying! I am SO into mediocrity!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, my kids LOVE them and eat lots of them for breakfast! Today, London spilled them all over the floor. ( not a total prob, as I serve hers with no milk), so I picked them all up and put them in a baggie for her to carry around and munch on. Smart, eh?? WRONG!!! Of COURSE all the boys wanted one then!! And I gave IN and gave them to them. Now every time I walk thru my kitchen, all I hear is crack, crack, crack....there are tiny fruity cheerios in the most annoying places!!!! ( or should I say, cheerio particles, now). You have to understand that my "new" floor in my "new " house is a wonderful kalidescope of colors!! And the darn Cheerios blend in !!! Never, Never again!!! heeheehee!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-6910033067802871506?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/6910033067802871506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=6910033067802871506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6910033067802871506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6910033067802871506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/cheeriohhhhhs.html' title='CheeriOHHHHHs'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-40317996850276140</id><published>2008-07-30T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:03:37.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Case</title><content type='html'>Well, the 2nd day without Daddy didn't go so well.  I was faxing a paper to our realtor, and I heard a thud.  I didn't think too much of it cause I hear lots of thuds with this crew.  But then Connor came running down the hall crying and holding the back of his head.  I figured that someone hit him or he bumped it on something.  As I wrapped my arm around his little head to comfort him, I felt the warm wet feeling.  As I pulled my arm away, I saw the ,gulp, blood coming out the back of his little head.  I quickly put a towel on it and called for back up (my MIL).  I cleaned up his head and when Violet came we decided that the 1/4 in gash was just wide enough and deep enough to take him to the ER.  We were there for 3 hours.  I had taken him to the cafeteria while we were waiting because it was lunch time.  I gave him lots of choices of foods, even pizza.  But he chose a large fruit cup, and said (in the presence of other people , i might add)  "I'll have this fruit , Mama, cause fruit is real good for your body , right?"  I was so proud of him!  He did great in the ER.  They gave me a cotton ball with some topical number on it that I had to hold on his head for 20 minutes.  40 minutes later, they came in and gave him 3 stitches.   Never cried once.  He was a little annoyed because he had to lie face down on the bed so the Dr could do the stitches and a nurse and I had to hold him down so he wouldn't move too much.  But we distracted him with stickers and had him tell us all about the sticker images.   He was so funny!  The nurse showed him a picture of Spongebob, and asked him if he knew who that was.  He answered correctly, and then she asked if he knew who Spongebobs best friend was.  He said, " I don't know who his friend is.  I don't like that show."  We laughed so hard!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had pictures of him to post , but my camera is broken, so I don't.  I am hoping we will be getting it fixed soon, as I am missing a lot of cute shots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-40317996850276140?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/40317996850276140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=40317996850276140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/40317996850276140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/40317996850276140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/head-case.html' title='Head Case'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-8543512859885365517</id><published>2008-07-28T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:05:10.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day without Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, it went ok for awhile.  I was actually starting to think..."I could be a single mom!" (not that I want to...just that I could)  I was relishing in the fact that I had a clean kitchen, I vacuumed the whole living room and picked up and the kids were under control.  I had lunch ready to go and I was  happy that there weren't extra dishes to clean up after, or things left laying around in my recently clean living room.  Then dinner hit.  Like a ton of bricks.  If I ever felt Careys absence more, this was it.  I was literelaly going round in circles feeding my kids their dinner cause they were just too wound up and weren't listening to me.  I took a break with them after dinner and let them ride their bikes in the cul-de-sac and play in the sprinkler a little.  ( we are trying to reclaim our weed ravished lawn)  Then it was off to a bath, brush teeth and to bed.  Simple right?  HAhahah!!! I thought I woudl do one kid at a time.  Put diaper on, jammies, teeth and plop into bed.  What a joke!  They just kept getting out of bed and running all over !!!  9:30 I FINALLY got them all into seperate rooms and in their beds.  I had to put child doorknob locks on two doors to keep the twins from getting up and roaming. WHEW!!!  Exhaustion!!!  AND then there's the kitchen.  Dinner still not put away, dishes in the sink, dirty clothes and diapers scattered everywhere.  Now I KNOW I could NOT be a single mom!  4 days to go!!  Anyone got any great ideas for a great friday night away from the kids??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-8543512859885365517?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/8543512859885365517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=8543512859885365517' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/8543512859885365517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/8543512859885365517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-day-without-daddy.html' title='First day without Daddy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-4792226727341355549</id><published>2008-07-23T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:03:56.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of my fave four!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRj7I2YuI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gx0MyQFDPaY/s1600-h/IMG_5286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRj7I2YuI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gx0MyQFDPaY/s320/IMG_5286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226446676431364834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRkFmp2jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bsn25kzWcTc/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRkFmp2jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bsn25kzWcTc/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226446679240727090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRkdbScRI/AAAAAAAAACY/3lIxZI7QEPQ/s1600-h/IMG_4908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRkdbScRI/AAAAAAAAACY/3lIxZI7QEPQ/s320/IMG_4908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226446685635506450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRlAeCq1I/AAAAAAAAACg/Iuwi3lyiRO4/s1600-h/Here%27s+the+after+party+fashion+show++Shirt+from+Grandma+Foushee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRlAeCq1I/AAAAAAAAACg/Iuwi3lyiRO4/s320/Here%27s+the+after+party+fashion+show++Shirt+from+Grandma+Foushee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226446695042296658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family and friends out of town.  Here are my favorite pictures of my four favorite people in the world!!!  They are soooo precious to me!!  In order, Connor, Christian, Tristan and London!&lt;br /&gt;( Note: These are NOT in order of my favorite child....today anyway!  hahah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-4792226727341355549?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/4792226727341355549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=4792226727341355549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4792226727341355549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/4792226727341355549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/pics-of-my-fave-four.html' title='Pics of my fave four!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgRj7I2YuI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gx0MyQFDPaY/s72-c/IMG_5286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-9078677767462413768</id><published>2008-07-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:03:56.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fianlly a completed table!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgP5BUIQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/FxpJ00kGUnU/s1600-h/IMG_5356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgP5BUIQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/FxpJ00kGUnU/s320/IMG_5356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226444839843283186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't yet seen it, here is my old light birch and green farmers table that Carey found at a garage sale for 50 bucks in AZ.  We painted the bottom black and sanded the top and stained it to match the benches that I had from another dinette set.  THEN I found these GREAT chairs (set of 4) at GOODWILL for 25 bucks!  They match GREAT!  I think at least!  Tell me what YOU think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-9078677767462413768?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/9078677767462413768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=9078677767462413768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/9078677767462413768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/9078677767462413768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/fianlly-completed-table.html' title='Fianlly a completed table!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/SIgP5BUIQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/FxpJ00kGUnU/s72-c/IMG_5356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-6707355279568237372</id><published>2008-07-23T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:57:05.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW POST!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here it is Andrea...A NEW post!  I wanted to thank you for helping me cute up my blog.  Now I just need some more components and a cuter name and a really great header box!!(hint hint Aaron!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still moving in slowly to the new place.  Not sure where everything is or where it will go, but we're getting there.  I can't WAIT to have a garage sale to just REDUCE some of this stuff that we have outgrown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...need to run!  London is smelly. Yummy!  AND getting into the nectarines I just bought!  What a cutie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-6707355279568237372?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/6707355279568237372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=6707355279568237372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6707355279568237372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/6707355279568237372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-post.html' title='NEW POST!!!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410321406865115448.post-2538527914380433350</id><published>2008-01-15T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:52:45.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well...Everyone seems to be doing it....so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am such the little joiner!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely NO idea what I am doing, but I'm gonna give it a try and I hope you will all be patient and good critiques.  I need all the help I can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to set this up right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2410321406865115448-2538527914380433350?l=fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/feeds/2538527914380433350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2410321406865115448&amp;postID=2538527914380433350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/2538527914380433350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2410321406865115448/posts/default/2538527914380433350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fabulousfoushees.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-blog.html' title='1st Blog'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BkeV1pdSQqM/R6fwx6ZuhlI/AAAAAAAAABo/6pkBFEp02hA/S220/NewSunglasses.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
