<?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-8006599102048990261</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:12:08.414-06:00</updated><category term='Dish Network'/><category term='penny pinching advice'/><category term='Vents'/><category term='Stupid People'/><category term='gardening'/><title type='text'>House of Redheads</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8844041227766569563</id><published>2010-05-12T04:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T04:09:29.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEK!</title><content type='html'>mouseinhouse, mouseinhouse, mouseinhouse, mouseinhouse, mouseinhouse.&lt;br /&gt;I think that says it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8844041227766569563?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8844041227766569563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8844041227766569563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8844041227766569563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8844041227766569563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2010/05/eeek.html' title='EEEK!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7504078013262242740</id><published>2010-05-09T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:55:31.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More time in the day</title><content type='html'>In the middle of moving, track practice, Cub Scout meetings and well, everything else I do, I decided to take up a new hobby. Unfortunately, that hobby is not keeping up with blog posts, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/S-eDVjCByHI/AAAAAAAAAME/aFh_Ma9I0P0/s1600/knitting+and+baby+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/S-eDVjCByHI/AAAAAAAAAME/aFh_Ma9I0P0/s320/knitting+and+baby+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469484678668994674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been knitting. I am about half way through a blanket in red, white and blue ombre.  I also just finished a book mark that was just because I wanted to finish something, lol. I'm not doing anything elaborate, but just simply knitting. I can't read in the car as I get car sickness pretty bad, so I thought knitting was something to keep me busy while driving all over town for track meets. It is also something to do during practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/S-eDWFBHKyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LstEnWRDpSw/s1600/knitting+and+baby+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/S-eDWFBHKyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LstEnWRDpSw/s320/knitting+and+baby+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469484687791958818" 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/8006599102048990261-7504078013262242740?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7504078013262242740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7504078013262242740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7504078013262242740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7504078013262242740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-time-in-day.html' title='More time in the day'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/S-eDVjCByHI/AAAAAAAAAME/aFh_Ma9I0P0/s72-c/knitting+and+baby+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6448810942207879455</id><published>2010-01-08T18:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:03:03.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not something I'd normally do</title><content type='html'>Hubby's cousin's husband just posted on Facebook that the man who killed his sisters is up for parole. You can read about the story &lt;a href="http://www.murdervictims.com/voices/PurnhagenNews.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This is the message Mrs. Purnhagen posted on Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Uh ohhh, I need everyone's help to keep Delton Thurl Dowthitt in jail. If you could all send an email to victim.svc@tdcj.state.tx.us I would appreciate it. His inmate number is 632108. He is quickly coming up for parole in the next few weeks. My daughters names were Gracie and Tiffany Pu&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;rnhagen and Delton and his father murdered them on June 13th on 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;If you aren't comfortable doing this, I understand. I just am not sure that less than 20 years in prison is enough for killing a 9 year old and being part in killing a 16 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6448810942207879455?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6448810942207879455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6448810942207879455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6448810942207879455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6448810942207879455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-something-id-normally-do.html' title='Not something I&apos;d normally do'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-9124935768930178752</id><published>2009-10-18T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:32:10.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again, home again</title><content type='html'>We all just got home from a trip to Wyoming so I'll have plenty of new pics to share, including first snowball fights for the redheads :D&lt;br /&gt;First though, I must get back to real life. Fall Festival at the church and then a Wolf Den meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-9124935768930178752?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/9124935768930178752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=9124935768930178752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9124935768930178752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9124935768930178752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/10/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home again, home again'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8468951967176817100</id><published>2009-08-10T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:14:28.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SpellQuizzer Give Away at Grammar of Life</title><content type='html'>Hey all, my friend LeighAnne is giving away SpellQuizzer teaching software.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://grammaroflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/spellquizzer-giveaway-curriculum-clean.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8468951967176817100?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8468951967176817100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8468951967176817100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8468951967176817100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8468951967176817100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/08/spellquizzer-give-away-at-grammar-of.html' title='SpellQuizzer Give Away at Grammar of Life'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6601934381315293411</id><published>2009-08-10T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T23:44:23.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Not Me" Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this is my first time to participate in this and it's been awhile since I posted, so it's gonna be a "not me" for about the past month, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did NOT break my ankle while in Atlanta a few weeks ago. Nope, I certainly didn't step down on my foot wrong and it really didn't happen in the middle of the Georgia Dome. I also didn't hop myself up on Tylenol 3 for the drive home from Atlanta and I really didn't let my friends drive my van back to Houston while I slept off the effects of the drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't look at my blog 3 times since then and I certainly didn't start 3 separate posts that didn't end up so incredibly whiny that I felt I couldn't post them. Nope, I wouldn't be such a bad blogger that I couldn't find anything to post about, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't walk around my house yesterday without my boot on and irritate the ankle I didn't break in Atlanta, that would have been stupid. j&lt;br /&gt;I didn't steal my oldest child's boot from his heel problems because it really ISN'T so much more comfortable than the one that the podiatrist gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat half a loaf of beer bread last night from a competitor's company, and I didn't smear it with a spread also from the competitor's company. I'm also not considering making another loaf of said bread to repeat the process today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't throw a tealight at my oldest child's head this morning because he certainly didn't get mouthy with me. I also didn't throw one at him last night to get his attention because he certainly wasn't quoting Jeff Dunham during a family meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't cheer on the Titans last night simply because they were in Oilers jerseys. I also didn't cheer when T.O. was taken down by the Titans players seconds after catching the ball.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And right now, I'm not laying in bed working on this blog post when I should be getting ready to take the boys to piano lessons. That would be irresponsible and lazy and I'm never irresponsible and lazy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6601934381315293411?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6601934381315293411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6601934381315293411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6601934381315293411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6601934381315293411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-so-this-is-my-first-time-to.html' title='&quot;Not Me&quot; Monday'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-99055579200855007</id><published>2009-06-17T15:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:39:10.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have excuses, I don't really have any stories.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there's this cute little monster in my house who wakes up every morning excited to see how much his bean plants have grown. He started them from seed, you see and by the third day, they were amazingly tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the ugly bushes in the pictures behind the pots. I have since removed the offensive things and am still working on cleaning out all the vines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planted our garden in pots so that they can be rescued from the Texas heat, if need be.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not perfect, but how do you achieve perfection with an overly excited 8 year old as your "helper"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beans and tomatoes and cucumbers and peppers and zucchini.&lt;br /&gt; We also have herbs and green onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRf-2CYxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oORc3_rv6ks/s1600-h/beans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRf-2CYxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oORc3_rv6ks/s320/beans.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348395642366616338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfioVCVI/AAAAAAAAALI/ARlGz9AL3Bk/s1600-h/itty+bitty+tomato.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfioVCVI/AAAAAAAAALI/ARlGz9AL3Bk/s320/itty+bitty+tomato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348395634792925522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfGLfQ8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/VkEK1FCCM6U/s1600-h/garden+left.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfGLfQ8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/VkEK1FCCM6U/s320/garden+left.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348395627155768258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfYwYXuI/AAAAAAAAALA/nMxvd4lnYQY/s1600-h/garden+right.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRfYwYXuI/AAAAAAAAALA/nMxvd4lnYQY/s320/garden+right.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348395632142343906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-99055579200855007?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/99055579200855007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=99055579200855007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/99055579200855007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/99055579200855007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SjlRf-2CYxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oORc3_rv6ks/s72-c/beans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-495551750753593694</id><published>2009-06-05T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:02:34.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I just realized it's been a month since I posted last.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Blogger *smacks self on hand*&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot going on in our house right now. May was a month of birthdays as always. Hubby and I both have May birthdays as does Middle Child and one nephew.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been planning for a trip to Atlanta in July. Just me :D Well, my BFF is coming with me. It's time for PartyLite National Conference and we'll be getting to see all the stuff coming out for the Fall/Holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is on vacation next week so maybe we'll get some fun pics taken. I'm hoping to go berry picking and he wants to go to the drive in on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Enough babbling for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-495551750753593694?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/495551750753593694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=495551750753593694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/495551750753593694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/495551750753593694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3088343582649939655</id><published>2009-05-03T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:47:16.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Pops for Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sf4CvosiIrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-IHcMICr3x0/s1600-h/Cake+pops.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sf4CvosiIrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-IHcMICr3x0/s320/Cake+pops.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331702026254557874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Relay for Life that we participated it was a great success. The kids stayed for a little while Friday night and came back early Saturday morning to "support" me as I walked. They played video games sponsored by Best Buy and inflatables that I'm not sure who sponsored.&lt;br /&gt;Tall, Dark and Goofy walked with me for 2 miles from 4-4:30. After that, we packed our stuff and headed off for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Some booths had things to buy for more fundraising. Our booth had bracelets, CDs and cake pops that my friend and I made. If you aren't familiar with cake pops, check out &lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute-for-cure.html"&gt;Bakerella's blog&lt;/a&gt;. She has so many great ideas and these were so easy and fun to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3088343582649939655?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3088343582649939655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3088343582649939655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3088343582649939655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3088343582649939655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/05/cake-pops-for-cancer.html' title='Cake Pops for Cancer'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sf4CvosiIrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-IHcMICr3x0/s72-c/Cake+pops.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7183971132620038361</id><published>2009-04-26T23:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:31:41.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay For Life</title><content type='html'>The Houston Area Relay for life is this coming Friday. I have signed up with a friend of mine to walk with the team from her boys' school.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="fr_html_container"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The American Cancer Society Relay For Life&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; is a life-changing event that brings together more than 3.5 million people across the country each year to celebrate the lives of those who have battled cancer, remember loved ones lost, and fight back against a disease that takes too much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my family has died from cancer, that I know of. I do know that my grandfather was a cancer survivor.  Currently, my mother's good friend is dealing with the illness of her daughter-in-law that has been a long hard road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that in these times we still lose so many people to such a horrible sickness that can be quick or horribly long.&lt;br /&gt;Please consider donating to the cause at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallBold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/goto/redheadedmama"&gt;http://main.acsevents.org/goto/redheadedmama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little bit helps to secure the future for our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7183971132620038361?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7183971132620038361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7183971132620038361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7183971132620038361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7183971132620038361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/04/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay For Life'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-5143413232710106836</id><published>2009-04-22T12:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:31:22.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercer Arboretum and Botanic Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Monday, our home school group took a field trip to Mercer Arboretum.&lt;br /&gt;It was a guided tour and the kids (and moms) learned quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would share a few pictures of the kiddos exploring the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Se9TqdiMlnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1TGWz9zz7nQ/s1600-h/Easter,+arboretum+and+PL+064.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Se9TqdiMlnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1TGWz9zz7nQ/s320/Easter,+arboretum+and+PL+064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327568873150256754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Se9TqaPMasI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0aGxzpphAmI/s1600-h/Easter,+arboretum+and+PL+074.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Se9TqaPMasI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0aGxzpphAmI/s320/Easter,+arboretum+and+PL+074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327568872265247426" 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/8006599102048990261-5143413232710106836?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/5143413232710106836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=5143413232710106836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5143413232710106836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5143413232710106836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/04/mercer-arboretum-and-botanic-gardens.html' title='Mercer Arboretum and Botanic Gardens'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Se9TqdiMlnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1TGWz9zz7nQ/s72-c/Easter,+arboretum+and+PL+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8329935281624199716</id><published>2009-04-10T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:25:03.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie Dye Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put the egg into the baggie and added a couple drops of each color we wanted to use.&lt;br /&gt;Then we squished the baggie around the egg to mix up the colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_-gevZAbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PFn-NCStRvY/s1600-h/Easter+eggs+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_-gevZAbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PFn-NCStRvY/s320/Easter+eggs+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323253118536319410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product looked really cool and we were very happy that we bought that kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_-gNe7rxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xmrel89FVsQ/s1600-h/tie+dye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_-gNe7rxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xmrel89FVsQ/s320/tie+dye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323253113903886098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8329935281624199716?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8329935281624199716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8329935281624199716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8329935281624199716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8329935281624199716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/04/tie-dye-eggs.html' title='Tie Dye Eggs'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_-gevZAbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PFn-NCStRvY/s72-c/Easter+eggs+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-974808302791271116</id><published>2009-04-10T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:18:39.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coloring eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_8hbX8mnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AX_KXC85K9A/s1600-h/nonredhead+eggs.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_8hbX8mnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AX_KXC85K9A/s320/nonredhead+eggs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323250935789296242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we spent the afternoon coloring eggs with friends. Oldest Child decided not to participate. Of course, I got so caught up in coloring eggs and having fun, I forgot to pull out the camera until the end. I did get a couple of pictures of one of the tie dye eggs getting colored.&lt;br /&gt;Above are the eggs colored by non redheaded children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_8hKhYxWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UuCQKHxp9Wc/s1600-h/Bowl+of+eggs.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_8hKhYxWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UuCQKHxp9Wc/s320/Bowl+of+eggs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323250931265488226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the eggs colored by redheaded people (me included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-974808302791271116?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/974808302791271116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=974808302791271116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/974808302791271116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/974808302791271116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/04/coloring-eggs.html' title='Coloring eggs'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/Sd_8hbX8mnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AX_KXC85K9A/s72-c/nonredhead+eggs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-992811882565820869</id><published>2009-03-31T11:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:38:02.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Didj</title><content type='html'>The youngest child got a Didj for Christmas. It is a hand held gaming unit from Leapfrog.&lt;br /&gt;He can hook it up to the desktop and upload his progress and download a few gadget type things for his games. When he uploads his progress, Leapfrog takes that information and tells me what level he's on. All the games have some learning aspect to them.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I don't like about it is that there aren't more games available. I wish Leapfrog had taken some of the Leapster games and adapted them for the Didj.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-992811882565820869?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/992811882565820869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=992811882565820869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/992811882565820869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/992811882565820869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-didj.html' title='I love the Didj'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8671338451096886575</id><published>2009-03-23T09:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:42:31.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Signing aka Dakota and Michele come to H-town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjQ8HT9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/D-JNKZ3Yrkg/s1600-h/Posing+pretty.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjQ8HT9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/D-JNKZ3Yrkg/s320/Posing+pretty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316391114302246866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michele Bardsley, Dakota Cassidy and Victoria Laurie came to Houston a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a bad blogger, I'm just now getting around to posting these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing the books, I wonder if Victoria Laurie is doing a reading right there at the signing table?? That's quite a look of concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjTDhSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F7cdkKR8NA0/s1600-h/signing+books.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjTDhSLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F7cdkKR8NA0/s320/signing+books.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316391114870180018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what was said to get this look from Dakota.&lt;br /&gt;I was admonished for taking a picture with her mouth open.&lt;br /&gt;I will not hang my head in shame, it's HARD to get Dakota to shut up long enough to take a pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjM4nspI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2_QmuJSTd_A/s1600-h/Dakota%27s+shock.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjM4nspI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2_QmuJSTd_A/s320/Dakota%27s+shock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316391113213850258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait until Dakota comes back in June.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have a better camera by then since most of my pictures came out very blurry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8671338451096886575?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8671338451096886575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8671338451096886575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8671338451096886575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8671338451096886575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/michele-bardsley-dakota-cassidy-and.html' title='Book Signing aka Dakota and Michele come to H-town'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/ScedjQ8HT9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/D-JNKZ3Yrkg/s72-c/Posing+pretty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6728421846794935746</id><published>2009-03-07T18:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:51:48.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Promo!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's been a week and I'm sorry that I didn't get to this sooner.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already done it, go check out&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.paper-bag-press.com/ebook/its-a-textual-thing"&gt;https://www.paper-bag-press.com/ebook/its-a-textual-thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not interested in this book (how could you not be? it's written by my good friend Mika!!!) check out the site.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that, you MUST buy that book!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6728421846794935746?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6728421846794935746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6728421846794935746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6728421846794935746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6728421846794935746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/promo.html' title='Promo!!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7819296696574224232</id><published>2009-03-07T18:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:31:44.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinions</title><content type='html'>Just let me start with this, I know everyone has an opinion and a right to voice it, but PLEASE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was catching up on my blog reading after a busy end of week.&lt;br /&gt;I stop over to PW's website because she rocks and it'd been too long since I'd been there (a couple days). Anyway, I'm on her photography page and see &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2009/03/about-actions/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post. I'm sitting here crying at how sweet this is. THEN, I read through the comments to see if she'd commented and how things progressed (yes, I had checked the update link, but was looking for more info).&lt;br /&gt;Some people had the audacity to comment on the girl's name, Randall.&lt;br /&gt;Others had the audacity to comment on their views of same sex relationships (because of the girl's name).&lt;br /&gt;ONE person mentioned how she didn't think it was romantic.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, everyone congratulated the couple and family and commented on how sweet PW was to do this for them. It was really nice to read the comments of the family.&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder if the woman who got religious in her comment was thinking about the couple reading her post.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, it's just my opinion, but one should be careful how they voice theirs on a public forum on a day that someone has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; planned carefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7819296696574224232?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7819296696574224232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7819296696574224232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7819296696574224232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7819296696574224232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/opinions.html' title='Opinions'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3566858980023543523</id><published>2009-03-03T11:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:04:55.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Stephanie Plum boook are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/staticloon/pbquiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/staticloon/quiz/pbquiz1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this over at the Crazy Lady's blog and thought, why not?&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to reread the first one, lol, as it's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3566858980023543523?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3566858980023543523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3566858980023543523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3566858980023543523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3566858980023543523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/which-stephanie-plum-boook-are-you.html' title='Which Stephanie Plum boook are you?'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8873768160690820917</id><published>2009-03-03T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:50:45.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   I've put off posting about Hubby's surgery because I wanted to get the details right. Well, then I just got caught up with everything else that was going on.&lt;br /&gt;   Hubby had surgery Feb 19th on his shoulder. We've been trying to find a doc to do this surgery for 2 years. He's known his labrum was torn and one doc mentioned rotator cuff issues. No one listened when he said his bicep hurt. We also knew about some arthritis or bone spurs in the shoulder. We've seen 6 doctors in the past 2 years, most of which ignored us, told him he could live with the pain or just told us there wasn't anything we could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;   In January, Hubby called me and said, find a doc, I CAN'T live with it anymore. I searched Google for an orthopeadic surgeon in our area. I found a couple and one looked very promising. Even better when we found out they had an open MRI on site. Hubby's shoulders are 4 inches wider than a traditional MRI machine, meaning the MRI films and results we had from 2 years ago were taken with him wrapped up and contorted to fit into the machine. I called and they wanted to get him in right away. We took an appt for a week out because of his work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;   We met with the PA, who listened to the story, told us "We have to get you fixed" and went to consult with the doc. The doc came in and said, ok, we'll get a new MRI, see you next week to go over those results and Oh, we'll probably get you in for surgery the next week.&lt;br /&gt;  I was floored. We've been jerked around with PT and associates and having 'scripts for narcotics thrown at us. He didn't even suggest pain meds!!!&lt;br /&gt;  So, MRI was done the following day and we went back the next Thursday for follow up on that. We scheduled surgery for the next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;  Surgery went well, but when they got in, they discovered bicep repair that needed to be done. Oh and the labral tear that Hubby could "live with"?? Yeah, took 2x as many stitches as usual to repair. The rotator cuff had a huge tear and the humoral head was completely exposed. They also shaved off the bone spurs in his AC joint.&lt;br /&gt;  During my discussion with the doc after surgery, he said he was still amazed no one would do the surgery before. I hugged him. After listening to all that needed to be done, I was about in tears and wanting to call ALL of the other doctors that had refused to help.&lt;br /&gt;  The next day, we went in for post op follow up. The doc was amazed to see him looking as good as he did. While he was in pain, and still is somewhat, it's not the same kind of pain he'd been in before.&lt;br /&gt;   He's in the sling for 4 weeks total, so another 3 weeks of it. He's wearing glasses because getting his contacts in was not easy. He's feeling so much better and I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;   I hope this means that this year will be a wonderful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8873768160690820917?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8873768160690820917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8873768160690820917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8873768160690820917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8873768160690820917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-9065588457129386301</id><published>2009-02-14T21:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:03:50.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful day. I woke up to Hubby trying to sneak out of the bedroom. He ended up taking the youngest child and running to the store for V Day presents, lol. I got roses, chocolates, a mug with a mini balloon and chocolate roses, a small stuffed frog that makes kissing noises and a stuffed dog. Several of these things were picked out by the 7 year old, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gave Hubby a pocket watch and a card that my mother had found for me. He was very surprised and really likes his new watch.&lt;br /&gt;We went to breakfast and then to Target where the boys each got to pick out a couple packs of collector's cards.&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to go grocery shopping for the next couple of weeks. Not great on my checking account, but I did stay within the budget I'd set for myself. I'll have to go back for produce and milk, but I think we're set on meat and cheese and that kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-9065588457129386301?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/9065588457129386301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=9065588457129386301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9065588457129386301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9065588457129386301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3512812492035903987</id><published>2009-02-04T12:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:32:32.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have extra wide feet.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if they are naturally that wide or if it is the result of several broken toes.&lt;br /&gt; I do know that shopping for shoes with extra wide feet is a pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;I don't shop for new shoes often because I have to shop online or at a store across town to find my size. The biggest issue with my feet is that while they are extra wide, they are only a size 6.&lt;br /&gt;So, it seems that the stores think that if you have extra wide feet,&lt;br /&gt; you want to wear grandma shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Rounded toes and no heel.&lt;br /&gt;BORING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm going back to the search. Occasionally, I find the perfect pair at the perfect price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3512812492035903987?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3512812492035903987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3512812492035903987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3512812492035903987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3512812492035903987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/02/shoe-depression.html' title='Shoe Depression'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7487102772108178425</id><published>2009-01-26T12:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:01:10.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings from a Redheaded Mama</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been awhile, I'm sorry. I've been waiting for Tall Dark and Goofy to do a write up for me on the East West Shrine Game that I could post with pictures of the clowns that I took that day. However, between his crazy work schedule and the amount of pain he's been in because of his stupid shoulder that the stupid doctors have refused to fix, it just hasn't happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;  I felt guilty and now am posting nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;  There are several things going on in our household, new things being purchased, which might include a new camera for TD&amp;amp;G since he hasn't had a new one in 5 or 6 years. I found a new doc for him this morning, and read an article from Johns Hopkins on labral tears that might be very helpful if this doctor ALSO tries to tell us that he can live with this pain (either that or I might just hurt him since this will be the 5th orthopaedic specialist we'll have been to). Since said article said that most labral tears should be treated with some sort of surgery, I think we're good to go.&lt;br /&gt;  It's bonus time and we're working on the things we need that we can't afford during the year. Of course, this also includes paying off the surgeon from my gall bladder removal. TD&amp;amp;G and the middle child both need to go to the eye doc. TD&amp;amp;G needs contact ('cause he's almost out) and middle child needs new glasses since he lost his at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;  We'll be setting some money aside so I can go to the PartyLite annual conference this summer in Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;  We have a long list of things we want and things we need and we'll be very careful about where the money goes. I'm hoping that our tax refund can go into savings, but it might have to pay for surgery (one can hope anyway).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7487102772108178425?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7487102772108178425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7487102772108178425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7487102772108178425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7487102772108178425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/01/ramblings-from-redheaded-mama.html' title='Ramblings from a Redheaded Mama'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-2941368923849881824</id><published>2009-01-05T12:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:25:15.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Armed Forces Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, my camera batteries died pretty much as soon as we got in the stadium. Here are a few I took before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this one simply because I loved the wording.&lt;br /&gt;The game took place at TCU, where the mascot is the Horned Frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNqTlPSlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vxefDQzHp3g/s1600-h/January+09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNqTlPSlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vxefDQzHp3g/s320/January+09+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287874301692693074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mother at the tailgating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;My father is the bearded man with the blue hat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNp8GmzjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1MTKsMsejMc/s1600-h/January+09+012.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNp8GmzjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1MTKsMsejMc/s320/January+09+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287874295390195250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the oldest child.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure which of his brothers he's giving the annoyed look to, probably both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNpm_oBBI/AAAAAAAAAII/QZ-F1-yAMVU/s1600-h/January+09+010.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNpm_oBBI/AAAAAAAAAII/QZ-F1-yAMVU/s320/January+09+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287874289723769874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger two children.&lt;br /&gt;They were watching the marching band play on the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNpLpExUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/na1YqNa7CwA/s1600-h/January+09+008.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNpLpExUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/na1YqNa7CwA/s320/January+09+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287874282381428034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Goofy Gooberhead himself, my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;We got the scarves as we went into the tailgating breakfast (woohoo FREEBIES!)&lt;br /&gt;The sweatshirt was a present from my mother, Dad has one also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJO-YZsc-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCPJuXQ0OEs/s1600-h/January+09+011.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJO-YZsc-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OCPJuXQ0OEs/s320/January+09+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287875746095461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures of me because, as always, I was behind the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-2941368923849881824?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/2941368923849881824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=2941368923849881824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2941368923849881824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2941368923849881824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2009/01/armed-forces-bowl.html' title='Armed Forces Bowl'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SWJNqTlPSlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vxefDQzHp3g/s72-c/January+09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3805787443193235779</id><published>2008-12-28T18:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:35:26.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love packing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are getting ready to head up to Ft Worth this week. We'll only be gone for one night, but we're renting an RV and trying not to spend much money on food while we're there.&lt;br /&gt;The University of Houston Cougars are playing the Air Force in the Armed Forces Bowl on New Year's Eve. We're going up on Tuesday and will be heading back after the game.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably have pictures to share when we return.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful and safe New Year's Eve!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3805787443193235779?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3805787443193235779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3805787443193235779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3805787443193235779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3805787443193235779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-packing.html' title='I love packing...'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-5281148056955818088</id><published>2008-12-15T14:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:23:47.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7iUITVWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/34Ww9iLC0PE/s1600-h/Random+2+019.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7iUITVWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/34Ww9iLC0PE/s320/Random+2+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280113811331962210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was piano recital day.  Notice the well dressed children.&lt;br /&gt;Also notice the silly faces.&lt;br /&gt;They were allowed to have a silly face picture if they'd stand nicely through other pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7h4kW47I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fCVgwAxYvto/s1600-h/Shawn+and+me+with+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7h4kW47I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fCVgwAxYvto/s320/Shawn+and+me+with+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280113803933442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I wanted one of just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sister for taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7hiaCMGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cM8MUuHzdSA/s1600-h/Family+and+tree.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7hiaCMGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cM8MUuHzdSA/s320/Family+and+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280113797984563298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The nice one I got of all 5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Note that the older boys are getting to be as tall as I am *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7hXfiuUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FjoiiXba74A/s1600-h/Boys+and+tree.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7hXfiuUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FjoiiXba74A/s320/Boys+and+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280113795054876994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice shot of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;The oldest turned 13 on Sunday, he's in the green shirt&lt;br /&gt;The youngest, in the snowman sweater, is 7&lt;br /&gt;and the middle child is 11.&lt;br /&gt;Middle child picked out his tie all on his own, even wanted a suit coat to wear, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-5281148056955818088?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/5281148056955818088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=5281148056955818088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5281148056955818088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5281148056955818088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SUa7iUITVWI/AAAAAAAAAHI/34Ww9iLC0PE/s72-c/Random+2+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-5680294007539204004</id><published>2008-12-01T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:19:10.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doin' a happy dance</title><content type='html'>Hubby's off from work this week!!! We'll probably just spend that time hangin' out around the house and decorating, but it's SOOOO nice to have him home. He's already taken one load of stuff to storage, just to get it out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We had a great weekend spending time with family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-5680294007539204004?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/5680294007539204004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=5680294007539204004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5680294007539204004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5680294007539204004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/12/doin-happy-dance.html' title='Doin&apos; a happy dance'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-1839740388886430419</id><published>2008-11-25T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:51:16.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am thankful for my children, even when they drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my husband because he's always there to support me.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my friends, near and far.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my house, it's not much, but it keeps us warm and the oven works.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my family, we're not demonstrative, but we all know we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to post this week, but wanted to list a few things I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;This list is certainly not complete, but it covers the most important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the House of Redheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-1839740388886430419?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/1839740388886430419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=1839740388886430419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1839740388886430419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1839740388886430419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7447936932632826298</id><published>2008-11-17T09:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:34:37.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again. Christmas shopping time.&lt;br /&gt;Since we home school, it's hard to get out and shop for the kids without them. Our answer this year is to do most of our shopping online. With the help of &lt;a href="http://www.ebates.com/rf.do?id=3xn%2FOpWXv3A%3D"&gt;Ebates.com&lt;/a&gt;,   I get rebates on my online purchases with their participating stores. Stores such as Sears, Target, NFL Shop, and JCPenney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shopped with Ebates since 2003 and have gotten back more than $300. I don't get emails from anyone but Ebates and those are about my rebates being credited to my account and special offers that I might want to take advantage of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7447936932632826298?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7447936932632826298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7447936932632826298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7447936932632826298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7447936932632826298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6038992012608387078</id><published>2008-11-10T10:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:50:04.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/chronicle/6104542.html"&gt;Mac the Elephant dies of viral illness. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told Hubby or the kids yet. I just found out. Poor baby elephant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6038992012608387078?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6038992012608387078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6038992012608387078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6038992012608387078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6038992012608387078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-sad.html' title='I&apos;m so sad'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6339409796230586676</id><published>2008-11-05T17:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:06:41.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, The Crazy Lady tagged me... Now I have to figure out who I'm supposed to tag *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The RULES (LOL):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Write six random things about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hmmm 6 random things about me....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.  I drive a minivan and LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. While I love to cook, I'm a horrible housekeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. It's way past time for me to go visit my hairdresser, and I don't know that I really have time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. The computer is the only "modern convenience" that I missed when the power was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. I just took an email survey that compared me to Charlie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. I forgot to put my wedding ring back on after making meatloaf last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be tagging Meredith, Rach, LeighAnne, Laura, Becca and maybe Dakota...&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/8006599102048990261-6339409796230586676?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6339409796230586676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6339409796230586676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6339409796230586676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6339409796230586676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3735275615073951761</id><published>2008-11-03T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:20:25.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8juuC-KfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O-KhDoqqEa8/s1600-h/Fail.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8juuC-KfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O-KhDoqqEa8/s320/Fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465774960847346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sign fail...&lt;br /&gt;you'd think someone would have caught this before it got put up 10 times around the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8juDpk1uI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OSQPtI1euAU/s1600-h/The+Juice+Box.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8juDpk1uI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OSQPtI1euAU/s320/The+Juice+Box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465763580040930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water Lily and Minute Maid Park (aka, Juice Box)&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was cool to get the flower and the ballpark in the same shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8jtq_VKgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mB27yx1ZDeI/s1600-h/at+the+monkeys.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8jtq_VKgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mB27yx1ZDeI/s320/at+the+monkeys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465756960401922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They weren't happy that I wouldn't let them put bunny ears on each other...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired of bunny ears in all my pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8jtWN58EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qrz_YDJn7ac/s1600-h/so+organized%21%21.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8jtWN58EI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qrz_YDJn7ac/s320/so+organized%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264465751384387650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do you make it through the zoo with 5 children?&lt;br /&gt;By lining them up and threatening not to take them to the park, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3735275615073951761?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3735275615073951761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3735275615073951761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3735275615073951761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3735275615073951761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8juuC-KfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/O-KhDoqqEa8/s72-c/Fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-1175742260539190097</id><published>2008-11-03T09:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:45:18.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8b3cEZyAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nUJdR_aeMb8/s1600-h/boys+at+zoo.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8b3cEZyAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nUJdR_aeMb8/s320/boys+at+zoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264457128660813826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took 5 boys to the zoo yesterday. They all had a ton of fun, and because of Mac's birthday party, they got free cookies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8bkOGM8GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/knEnGyu4KL4/s1600-h/Mac.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8bkOGM8GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/knEnGyu4KL4/s320/Mac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264456798492749922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Mac. He's a 2 year old, Asian elephant. He also LOVES people and knew that everyone was at the zoo yesterday to visit him for his birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;See the steel cables surrounding his enclosure? Those are to keep the silly elephant from escaping to visit with the people. They used to be a heavy rope and he would sneak through them to get the attention of his keepers. Unfortunately, all my pics of Mac as a little (he was never VERY little) elephant are on a broken computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-1175742260539190097?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/1175742260539190097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=1175742260539190097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1175742260539190097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1175742260539190097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/macs-birthday.html' title='Mac&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ8b3cEZyAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nUJdR_aeMb8/s72-c/boys+at+zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-347949393282429467</id><published>2008-11-01T21:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:11:00.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ0ZqVyPKkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dkJKzXQMPfU/s1600-h/kids+in+costume.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/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ0ZqVyPKkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dkJKzXQMPfU/s320/kids+in+costume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263891754659031618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold? Did I say it was cold on Wednesday? blah... it's up to 80 degrees in the afternoons now...&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was a blast. We had my friend and her family over and the little girl across the street.&lt;br /&gt;My friend made a macaroni and cheese and I made a lasagna. We also had salad, Rice Krispie treats and mummy dogs (mini sausages wrapped in strips of crescent roll dough, then baked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest child first wanted to be a mummy, but decided that the wrapping was uncomfortable. We dug into the Halloween tub and found an old Harry Potter costume, painted a scar on his forehead and were good to go. The middle child wore a white dress shirt, a black necktie and a lab coat. He was supposed to be a mad scientist, but we didn't quite get the "mad" part of it down. The oldest was a football fanatic (not much of a stretch for that one, lol) in his Texans jersey and face paint.&lt;br /&gt;My friend's boys were Mario and Luigi from Super Mario Brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-347949393282429467?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/347949393282429467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=347949393282429467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/347949393282429467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/347949393282429467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SQ0ZqVyPKkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dkJKzXQMPfU/s72-c/kids+in+costume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8723897934044293514</id><published>2008-10-29T12:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:14:08.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL!!!</title><content type='html'>It's nice and cold here in south east Texas. Long sleeves before Halloween? It's a bit of a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy around the house this week with Halloween fast approaching. Costumes to finish up, house to get ready for guests and decorate for trick or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics, hopefully on Saturday, of my monsters, dressed as, well, monsters, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8723897934044293514?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8723897934044293514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8723897934044293514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8723897934044293514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8723897934044293514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall.html' title='FALL!!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-818907719078320306</id><published>2008-10-22T22:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:53:28.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Odd Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shamelessly stolen from Ali... and the Crazy Lady... but that's somewhat redundant, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do you like blue cheese?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Have you ever smoked heroin?    No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Do you own a gun? Hubby does, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;, I only get Lemon Berry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Slushes&lt;/span&gt;, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor's appointments? Lately? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs?  They're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, as long as they are cooked over a flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. Favorite Christmas Song.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stille&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nacht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Hot tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9. Can you do push ups?   Yeah, but do I have to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10. Do you believe in God, Jesus and the holy spirit?   Yes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry you wear?  Wedding rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;12. Favorite hobby?  Reading, I guess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13. Do you work with people who idolize you?   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I don't have any idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;14. Do you have A.D.D.?  Who me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shiny&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;15. What's one trait that you hate about yourself?  procrastination&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;16. Middle name?  Darlene&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment. Why aren't the kids in bed? Where did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;TCL&lt;/span&gt; get this? Did the oldest child start that load of laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday. Orange Juice, Cranberry Juice, ground beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink. Tea, water, lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;20. Current worry right now?  Did the oldest child start that load of laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;21. Current hate right now? insurance companies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;22. Favorite place to be?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, the zoo, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;23. How did you bring in the New Year? Oh crap, you want me to remember back that far? I think we were at home, avoiding our obnoxious neighbors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;24. Where would you like to go?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;25. Name three people who will complete this.  I'm hoping Laura, since she needs to update her blog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt;, if she's bored enough. Possibly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LeighAnne&lt;/span&gt;, again, if she's bored enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;26.  Whose answer do you want to read the most? Not sure that I have an answer for this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;27. What color shirt are you wearing?   Red&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?  I've never done it, love my satin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;29. Can you whistle? Yes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;30. Favorite color(s)? Blue, light green, purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;31. Would you be a pirate?   only for Halloween, I'm not so good at hand to hand combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;32. What songs do you sing in the shower?  Whatever is stuck in my head, which is whatever the kids are practicing on the piano for the week  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;33. Favorite girl's name?  Michaela&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;34. Favorite boy's name?  Ian&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;35. What's in your pocket right now? my phone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;36. Last thing that made you laugh?  Ali's answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;37. Best bed sheets as a child?  Strawberry Shortcake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;38. Worst injury you've ever had?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, the cut on my leg or the cut on my head, probably the head injury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;39. Do you love where you live? Yup&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;40. How many TVs do you have in your house?  5, but only 3 are hooked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;41. Who is your loudest friend?   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not sure, I'm usually the loudest in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;42. How many dogs do you have?  None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;43. Does someone have a crush on you?  Does my hubby count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;44. What is your favorite food?   Asparagus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;45. What is your favorite snack food?  fruit&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;46. What is your favorite candy?   Hershey Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;47. What is your favorite sports team?  Houston Cougars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;48. What song do you want played at your funeral?  I haven't ever thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;49. What were you doing 12 AM last night?  watching some movie about Beethoven on TV &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;50. What was the first thing you thought when you woke up?  "Does he have to leave sports news on when he goes to take his shower?"&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/8006599102048990261-818907719078320306?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/818907719078320306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=818907719078320306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/818907719078320306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/818907719078320306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/10/50-odd-things.html' title='50 Odd Things'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7470967966401572538</id><published>2008-10-21T10:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:22:49.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Adopt a Beach</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 years, the company Hubby works for has "adopted" a stretch of beach. Now, this is a technicality, considering it was Hubby's idea and we're the ones doing all the work. The company (I'm not going to put the name up because we kinda need the paycheck) doesn't put out any money for this. It's a free sponsoring project, you just have to go out 3 times a year to clean up the assigned piece of beach (or waterway). We get no support from the company and for the past 2 years, our family has been the only ones putting out any effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Hubby talked to the people from the state (I want to say the Land Commission, but could be wrong) about it being transferred to a family company, or to our family in general. So, we'll get to keep "our" stretch of beach, whether it goes to my father's company, or is a family thing.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;The oldest klutzy redhead... who is off to ice her tailbone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7470967966401572538?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7470967966401572538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7470967966401572538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7470967966401572538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7470967966401572538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/10/texas-adopt-beach.html' title='Texas Adopt a Beach'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3163249505657209117</id><published>2008-10-13T21:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:31:38.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cider time again!!</title><content type='html'>It's getting to be that time of year where hot cider runs freely in our house.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when Dad started making it the way we do, but it's been part of our fall and winter traditions for as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I discovered this summer, after finding a lost (unopened) jug of cider while we were moving, is that it helps clear up congestion. I had a horrible case of summer allergies (or maybe musty house, I don't know) and after drinking the hot, spiced cider, I could breathe again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I use a coffee urn for mine... &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/product.asp?order_num=-1&amp;amp;MC=1&amp;amp;SKU=12829078&amp;amp;RN=69&amp;amp;"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt;, to be exact. And whatever cider I can find at the grocery store. Refrigerated stuff is yummy, but the stuff from the juice aisle is good too, in fact, apple juice works also. I usually use about a gallon of cider at a time. I pour that into the urn and then add a cinnamon stick (or two), about a teaspoon of whole cloves and a tablespoon of cinnamon candies (Red Hots) to the basket. Then perk as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought cider today at the store and already have all the other ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOOO making some tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3163249505657209117?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3163249505657209117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3163249505657209117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3163249505657209117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3163249505657209117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/10/cider-time-again.html' title='Cider time again!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4279952994250914955</id><published>2008-10-07T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:18:58.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hash Brown Quiche</title><content type='html'>I got the recipe from Taste Of Home, but adapted it a bit for my family. It was much enjoyed by all family members (a shocker) and Hubby really enjoyed it with salsa on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hash Brown Quiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cups Frozen shredded hash browns&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbs butter, divided&lt;br /&gt;4 green onions, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped bell pepper (I used yellow)&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp flour&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup shredded cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In a large skillet, saute the hash browns, salt and pepper in 2 tbs of butter until golden brown. Press into the bottom and up the sides of a greased 9 inch round pie pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Saute green onion and bell pepper in remaining butter. Remove from heat and sprinkle with flour. Stir in eggs and milk. Pour into hash brown crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bake at 350 for 25 minutes. Sprinkle with cheese and back another 5 minutes. Let stand 10 minutes before cutting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4279952994250914955?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4279952994250914955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4279952994250914955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4279952994250914955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4279952994250914955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/10/hash-brown-quiche.html' title='Hash Brown Quiche'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-1258961548669928123</id><published>2008-09-22T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:57:16.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to normal</title><content type='html'>After having to dump all the food from all 3 of our refrigerators, and nearly emptying the bank account while trying to eat without said food, we now have power and hopefully life will get back to normal. The good thing about being without power for so long is that our electric bill this month will not be as high as it has been.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that business will pick back up now that people are getting power back.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid storm is seriously effecting my sales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-1258961548669928123?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/1258961548669928123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=1258961548669928123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1258961548669928123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1258961548669928123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-back-to-normal.html' title='Getting back to normal'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7336717779697597840</id><published>2008-09-17T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:42:47.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ike</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning, Hurricane Ike came through the Conroe area. At about 1:30am, we lost power. At about 3:30am a large tree from the property next door fell across our front yard and into the neighbor's yard, completely blocking our driveway. When Hubby got up to check on everything, after the sun came up, he found another tree down behind the house, on top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;power lines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We have gas, we have water. We can cook and we can take hot showers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We heard from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Entergy&lt;/span&gt; (via the radio station) that we might not have power until September 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There is an American Bull dog that has taken up residence in our yard. He is very sweet and seems to like the name Buddy. He has been trained and can sit, lay, stay and "go lay down" even with the boys telling him to do it.&lt;br /&gt;A friend came and removed the tree from the driveway and some wonderful gentlemen from North Carolina came and removed the tree from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;power lines&lt;/span&gt;. The trucks from North Carolina have been all over our neighborhood clearing trees and working on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;power lines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FEMA&lt;/span&gt; has done a wonderful job getting down here and getting stuff out to people. I've been very lucky and thank the Lord for all that we do have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those worried about my health, I'm doing fine. We've had a couple of days where I've over done it, but some Tylenol 3 and some rest and I'm feeling better. The weather is cooler, which is a blessing since Houston in September can be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to do something about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; access soon, so that I can get back to my emails and my business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7336717779697597840?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7336717779697597840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7336717779697597840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7336717779697597840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7336717779697597840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ike.html' title='Hurricane Ike'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6878645018271011350</id><published>2008-09-09T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:18:33.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my surgery. I never heard how many gall stones I had, but do know that my gall bladder was severely inflamed. The doc was wonderful, told me he'd been worried about me all weekend expecting a call from the ER that I'd been admitted again. Interestingly enough, his daughter's name is spelled the same as mine, but pronounced differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is well, so far. I hurt, but that's to be expected. I won't have all the kids home until I think I can handle them, which I doubt will be tonight. We are getting at least one home today, the middle one. He'll quietly watch TV and play computer games, so I'm not too worried about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6878645018271011350?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6878645018271011350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6878645018271011350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6878645018271011350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6878645018271011350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/09/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4605422208660831644</id><published>2008-09-07T00:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:37:43.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penny pinching advice'/><title type='text'>I paid $3.08/gallon of gas tonight!!!</title><content type='html'>I needed gas tonight on my way home from a show. I also had to stop by the grocery store to buy dinner. I decided to try out the gas prices at the grocery store's pumps (Safeway affiliate). It seems with my "Remarkable Card" I got a discount of 30 cents a gallon!! I only paid $3.08/gallon!!! (I know, some people would have been happy with the original $3.38 a gallon, lol)&lt;br /&gt;The shopper before me didn't get all of their receipt and I just looked at it enough to see what their discount was.... only 3 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your local grocery store has a gas discount for its discount cards, USE IT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4605422208660831644?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4605422208660831644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4605422208660831644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4605422208660831644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4605422208660831644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-paid-308gallon-of-gas-tonight.html' title='I paid $3.08/gallon of gas tonight!!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6790740992715592221</id><published>2008-09-07T00:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:31:14.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>We got home on Monday and Monday night I got sick and had to go to the hospital. It seems my gall bladder is blocked and needs to be removed. I'll be going back to the hospital this coming Monday to have that done.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep my family in your prayers as no one is used to me getting sick like this.&lt;br /&gt;~Redheaded Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6790740992715592221?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6790740992715592221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6790740992715592221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6790740992715592221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6790740992715592221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-2350128806672310874</id><published>2008-08-29T16:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:38:12.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' to the lake</title><content type='html'>We're headed up to the lake for the weekend. A friend asked if we wanted to join them at her in-law's lake house for the long weekend and we pretty much jumped on it. It will just be the two families, which makes 4 adults and 5 children, for the most part. However, it's been rumored that her younger brother and his girl friend might join us at some point.&lt;br /&gt;We will be there for 2 nights and each family is responsible for the meal for one night. We are making brisket, pasta salad, cole slaw and beans. I figure the cole slaw and beans will also be used at lunch times to go with sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;We'll go out on the boat, hang out and play games at the house, and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited, we haven't hung out with them as much as we really should have.... the hubbies have yet to spend a whole bunch of time together since I met Tall, Dark and Geeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great holiday weekend, I'll post pics if I remember to buy some batteries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-2350128806672310874?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/2350128806672310874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=2350128806672310874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2350128806672310874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2350128806672310874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/08/goin-to-lake.html' title='Goin&apos; to the lake'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3596489954723435725</id><published>2008-08-29T16:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:13:05.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm, are they sure this isn't TOMORROW'S horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Alana,&lt;br /&gt;              Here is your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;              for Friday, August 29:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Today's activities are pretty low-key and shouldn't be taken too seriously, though at least one close friend may need some help to see that. You may need to distract them with other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3596489954723435725?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3596489954723435725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3596489954723435725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3596489954723435725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3596489954723435725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-horoscope.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4875598859572251285</id><published>2008-08-24T15:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:38:17.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So freaking graceful</title><content type='html'>And you know darn well I'm talking about myself. I managed to fall 3 times within a week. Monday night was the last time and I fell with full weight on my left wrist. I knew I'd only sprained it, so I iced it, elevated it and took some Advil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tuesday morning, after hubby had gone off to work, I was getting dressed for the day. The older boys had piano lessons and I had to take some time afterward to close out their teacher's candle show.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I ended up curled up on the bed in tears. I started calling Tall Dark and Geeky only to get his voice mail. Cell and desk phones both! The oldest child came in and tried calling while I spent some time remembering my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lamaze&lt;/span&gt; techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Finally, he sends a text asking what was going on........ "pain, lots of pain" was my answer. He left work to come home and take me to the ER. We went to the closest hospital, just to get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;x-ray&lt;/span&gt; to make sure I hadn't managed to break one of the many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt; bitty bones in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The x-ray showed what I suspected already, it wasn't broken. They wrapped my hand and we left. Of course, it took us almost 5 hours to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, but really really annoyed at myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4875598859572251285?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4875598859572251285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4875598859572251285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4875598859572251285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4875598859572251285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-freaking-graceful.html' title='So freaking graceful'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-2301289605876558259</id><published>2008-08-08T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:10:03.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olymipic Opening Ceremonies</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here watching the most wonderful show. While I don't always agree with the way things are done in China, they do have an amazing history. The history and culture displayed in the opening games is absolutely awe inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good with words. I can talk and babble all day, but I'm not a writer and I don't pretend to be. I cannot describe this to anyone who didn't watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word that has come to mind the most while watching has been WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was rambling, I'm sorry for that, but oh well, it's my blog, I can write how I want to :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-2301289605876558259?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/2301289605876558259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=2301289605876558259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2301289605876558259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/2301289605876558259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/08/olymipic-opening-ceremonies.html' title='Olymipic Opening Ceremonies'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7653864268542812641</id><published>2008-08-07T19:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:58:13.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dish Network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid People'/><title type='text'>Dish Network- a vent</title><content type='html'>So, when we moved to the new house we cancelled our account with Dish Network. We couldn't get DSL at the new house, so if we had to get cable internet, we might as well go with cable television.&lt;br /&gt;We had to cancel a contract, which is fine, we'll pay those fees willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they were rude about us cancelling the contract. Told us it was going to cost us twice the actual cost to get out of the contract. We got that taken care of by talking to that person's manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were going to send boxes to us to return their equipment. We said ok, we'll keep an eye out, please send those to the new address. They sent them 2 weeks after we moved to the OLD address. Since then, we have requested the boxes no less than 4 times. They have consistently sent the boxes either to the wrong town or the wrong street number (one that doesn't exist). We have also requested their address so that we could just pay for the shipping ourselves and get the equipment back to them, THEY REFUSED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they have charged us $500, taking it directly out of the account. We have been charged for their incompetence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, my husband is on the phone with these people AND at the same time, at the BBB website making a complaint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7653864268542812641?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7653864268542812641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7653864268542812641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7653864268542812641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7653864268542812641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/08/dish-network-vent.html' title='Dish Network- a vent'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-9003436331047514058</id><published>2008-07-29T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:57:01.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Car</title><content type='html'>So, I had the pleasure (*snort*) of getting a close up of a &lt;a href="http://www.smartusa.com/"&gt;Smart&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or are they just like an overgrown &lt;a href="http://www.littletikes.com/toys/cozy-coupe-ii-car.aspx?Ne=1&amp;amp;N=26+140"&gt;Cozy Coup&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really questioning the practicality of the car. Ok, yeah, energy efficient, blah blah blah, but if it got into an accident, what's to stop the person driving it to get smushed to smitherines?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure you could fit groceries in it.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm a mom of 3 boys, so really all these itty bitty cars that everyone is proclaiming that everyone else should drive are not very practical for me. THEN, you have the hybrids that are too expensive for the average family of 5 to buy and it takes 5 years before the gas savings catch up to the price you spent on the thing.&lt;br /&gt;I drive a minivan because SUVs are too expensive and have such horrible gas mileage. I love my minivan, the three cars I owned before this one were minivans. Even when I had only 2 kids, I drove a minivan.&lt;br /&gt;I will add that my first car was a station wagon, so I might be predisposed to family cars.&lt;br /&gt;I will also add that I've already told my hubby that once we are free of kids (*snort, yeah right*) I want one of &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://waterhome.brc.tamus.edu/corvette/55corvette.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://waterhome.brc.tamus.edu/corvette/55vette.html&amp;amp;h=277&amp;amp;w=427&amp;amp;sz=31&amp;amp;tbnid=IsbiJSQZiHsJ::&amp;amp;tbnh=82&amp;amp;tbnw=126&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3D55%2Bcorvette&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;THESE&lt;/a&gt;! It's my dream car. I do know it will never happen, I'm a reasonable person and I know that in 11 years, when I don't have to drive the kids around as much, we will NEVER be able to afford a 55 Corvette.... It's on the list of things to buy when we win the lotto (we'd have to PLAY the lotto to win the lotto, lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-9003436331047514058?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/9003436331047514058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=9003436331047514058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9003436331047514058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/9003436331047514058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/07/smart-car.html' title='Smart Car'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6799758185277602724</id><published>2008-06-26T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:08:28.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>I'm a bad blogger.&lt;br /&gt;We've been moving our stuff from one house to another for the last month and this week we moved the furniture. I feel very sorry for the movers who had to lug my solid wood furniture out of one house and into another. Every bedroom set we own is solid wood, and every bedroom in the new house is upstairs, very steep stairs at that.&lt;br /&gt;We decided when packing up on Monday morning that the TV from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gameroom&lt;/span&gt; (upstairs) in the old house would be switched with the TV from the master bedroom (downstairs) in the old house. The TV that was in our bedroom is about 150 pounds and with the large, heavy furniture already going up, I thought it cruel to have the big TV go up also. Also, with the smaller TV in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;armoire&lt;/span&gt;, I can actually SHUT the doors! (ridiculous of me, I know)&lt;br /&gt;All of our furniture is now moved, but we still have some smaller things to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, I'm working on a new business opportunity and unpacking all the crap we own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6799758185277602724?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6799758185277602724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6799758185277602724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6799758185277602724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6799758185277602724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4986411092906776378</id><published>2008-05-27T17:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:49:24.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick Riordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SDyJbBokAJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FZbJPfk_xCk/s1600-h/David+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SDyJbBokAJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FZbJPfk_xCk/s320/David+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205186366721491090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle child's birthday was 10 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I'm late with this post, so shoot me)&lt;br /&gt;We found out on the day before that Rick Riordan would be in town, signing books.&lt;br /&gt;Said child has been reading the Percy Jackson series and was very excited to hear that he could get his books signed. We rescheduled the day so that Hubby could take the boy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise, he didn't know that he was getting to go to the signing until they got to the book store.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard that middle child was chatty and smiley (very odd for this child). He made jokes and asked questions, discussing the books in length.&lt;br /&gt;I did have to plead with him to take his camera into the book store and actually let hubby take pics (specifically for blogging, lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4986411092906776378?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4986411092906776378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4986411092906776378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4986411092906776378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4986411092906776378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/05/rick-riordan.html' title='Rick Riordan'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SDyJbBokAJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FZbJPfk_xCk/s72-c/David+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4427124473108138128</id><published>2008-05-24T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:00:08.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is wrong with my TV</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what, exactly, but something is seriously wrong with it.... I think though, that it is the DVR, not the actual TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching just fine and suddenly my darling changed the channel (good thing, what we were watching was STOOOPID). First, we didn't have a picture at all. Then we turned it to watch something recorded. That came in somewhat ok. So, then my dearest changes it to Encore Drama channel and does something I didn't quite catch. Now, we're watching TV with a shot from Dirty Dancing with the noises from whatever channel we have on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good scene from Dirty Dancing, either. It was the touching sister moment near the end of the movie. Couldn't be something good like Patrick Swayze with his shirt off, NOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, it's very funny to see this scene with the sounds of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hubby's calling DishNetwork now to find out what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4427124473108138128?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4427124473108138128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4427124473108138128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4427124473108138128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4427124473108138128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-is-wrong-with-my-tv.html' title='Something is wrong with my TV'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6751656361525547859</id><published>2008-05-15T09:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:30:49.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Day Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SCxG0Xcr0aI/AAAAAAAAABY/AxeyZmbUPhI/s1600-h/FireBowl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SCxG0Xcr0aI/AAAAAAAAABY/AxeyZmbUPhI/s320/FireBowl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200609535167549858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall, Dark and Goofy bought me something I'd been wanting for awhile, a fire bowl.&lt;br /&gt;We spent Sunday morning at church, then went to lunch with my family at The Melting Pot.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by the book store to update the boys' schoolbooks (and get a few for me) and then to the grocery store to buy hot dogs, marshmallows, graham crackers, wood, etc.&lt;br /&gt;The kids have had a blast the couple of nights we have been able to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night was spent house hunting and last night, we had a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SCxIVXcr0bI/AAAAAAAAABg/8-n9DPHWqiw/s1600-h/mothers+day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SCxIVXcr0bI/AAAAAAAAABg/8-n9DPHWqiw/s320/mothers+day+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200611201614860722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got this wonderful cookie bouquet made by the oldest and youngest boys.&lt;br /&gt; They went to a kids' night at the Young Chefs Academy on Friday and had a blast decorating cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that pic is so blurry, don't know what happened there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone else had a wonderful Mother's Day,&lt;br /&gt;mine was the best I'd had in a very long time, possibly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6751656361525547859?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6751656361525547859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6751656361525547859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6751656361525547859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6751656361525547859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-mothers-day-present.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Day Present'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SCxG0Xcr0aI/AAAAAAAAABY/AxeyZmbUPhI/s72-c/FireBowl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-214506244289917048</id><published>2008-05-06T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:00:54.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the house hunt</title><content type='html'>We had an application in last week and heard back a big ol' fat no. We have good credit, and our rental history is good.... but no, no house. Grr, that one was cool and practically perfect in every way.&lt;br /&gt;So, last night we went and looked at 3 more houses.&lt;br /&gt;First house: Water damage, current renter said that it had been there for awhile and the management company STILL hadn't fixed it. She also said she was surprised they were showing it with the ceiling practically caving in (ok, she said in that condition, but the ceiling is practically caving in!).&lt;br /&gt;Second house: Huge yard, but no room for a school room. Don't get me wrong, it was a nice house, but didn't even really have a place to set up the computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;Third house: Advertised as a 4-5 bedroom house. Umm, NOPE! It has 3 bedrooms, a loft gameroom and then another random space that is open to the downstairs and you have to go through one of the secondary bedrooms to get into. Really cool house, but would NOT work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Tall, Dark and Goofy is looking into a loan and we're talking about buying. With all the foreclosures on the market, it's a good time to buy. The problem being, we don't know how long we need to be in Houston, what if he gets a great job offer in Austin? Or San Antonio?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another rental to look at tonight, from the pics on the HAR site, I like it, we'll see what it looks like in person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-214506244289917048?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/214506244289917048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=214506244289917048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/214506244289917048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/214506244289917048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-house-hunt.html' title='Update on the house hunt'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8860308998521502717</id><published>2008-05-05T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T11:06:41.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Click and Read Phonics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now, the youngest monster doesn't really need the phonics lessons, he knows how to read. He does need some more confidence with his reading though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like the program, and if you give my email address (lala52877@hotmail.com) as a referral, you get a $10 and I get $10 back. It is a lifetime membership, and can be transferred to anyone you chose once you are finished using it.  The only drawback I've seen would be for people with more than one child who could use it at the same time. You'd have to pay extra for the additional children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Very good program, comes recommended from Homeschool.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.clicknkids.com/" target="_blank" onclick="onClickUnsafeLink(event);"&gt;http://www.clicknkids.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy teaching!!!&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/8006599102048990261-8860308998521502717?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8860308998521502717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8860308998521502717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8860308998521502717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8860308998521502717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/05/click-and-read-phonics.html' title='Click and Read Phonics'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-6103778341242152192</id><published>2008-04-25T12:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:15:32.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again</title><content type='html'>We found a house we really really liked. This time we even filled out the application. By the time our realtor had dropped off the applications to the listing agent, they had rented it out. It seems that last night when she called him to ask a question about the application fee, he neglected to tell her that the owner already had other applications he was considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of house hunting I could scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-6103778341242152192?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/6103778341242152192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=6103778341242152192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6103778341242152192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/6103778341242152192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/yet-again.html' title='Yet again'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3078232761508251874</id><published>2008-04-23T13:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:26:49.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No hedgehogs??</title><content type='html'>So, we were ready to put in an application on a house. Quirky house, great back yard...... owner doesn't want hedgehogs living there. Stupid, obviously doesn't know what a hedgehog is.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that she's nitpicked every application. Hubby and I decided that she just doesn't want kids in the house, and will find legal reasons to keep them out since she can't come out and say it that way. Oh well, her loss.&lt;br /&gt;3 houses to look at tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I hate house hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3078232761508251874?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3078232761508251874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3078232761508251874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3078232761508251874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3078232761508251874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-hedgehogs.html' title='No hedgehogs??'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3215983517586581918</id><published>2008-04-20T20:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:58:52.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House hunting, grrrrr</title><content type='html'>So, we spent the weekend driving by houses that we have found online. Some really nice ones, in fact, we could have been done at the first house. However, when we called the agent, we found that the house had rented the day before :(&lt;br /&gt;We found that at every house we really liked. There was one other that we called the agent standing in the front yard and the agent never returned our call. I have also sent said agent an email asking for an appt to go look at the house. It's huge, with built ins and a pool!!&lt;br /&gt;We looked at a few more today and one of those we really like. I've emailed that agent also.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now, and somewhat discouraged, I HATE house hunting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can get out at some point this week and go look at those two houses.&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how much I hate house hunting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3215983517586581918?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3215983517586581918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3215983517586581918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3215983517586581918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3215983517586581918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/house-hunting-grrrrr.html' title='House hunting, grrrrr'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-482204798154785830</id><published>2008-04-15T16:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:45:31.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shrimpy Bandit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAUgjP6e5BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LvFqWsW1oqI/s1600-h/caterpillar+art+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAUgjP6e5BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LvFqWsW1oqI/s320/caterpillar+art+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189589935553700882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shrimpy&lt;/span&gt; Bandit is my youngest redhead. Isn't he adorable? He was playing around last night after eating all the Cajun shrimp that Hubby and I had peeled for him. Normal 7 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; don't really eat shrimp from what I've been told, but my kids are far from "normal" and the younger two will eat just about anything. If you have shrimp on your plate and Monster #3 does not, then beware, especially if he's within arm reach of your plate. He also steals calamari and most fruits and vegetables.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-482204798154785830?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/482204798154785830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=482204798154785830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/482204798154785830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/482204798154785830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/shrimpy-bandit.html' title='The Shrimpy Bandit'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAUgjP6e5BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LvFqWsW1oqI/s72-c/caterpillar+art+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7065233198123684678</id><published>2008-04-12T18:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:58:23.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAFMh_6e5AI/AAAAAAAAABI/ft2fwvVQnqw/s1600-h/Hamster+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAFMh_6e5AI/AAAAAAAAABI/ft2fwvVQnqw/s320/Hamster+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188512392683643906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we told the oldest monster that if he saved up the money, he could buy a hamster. He saved up for the cage, the hamster, the food and a few accessories. We already had bedding from the hedgehog that we weren't using anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Smokey and she is a gray Djungarian hamster, which from what I've read means she's a Russian winter white hamster. She's very light in color, like a wisp of smoke (hence the name).&lt;br /&gt;She is slowly getting used to the monsters who are getting used to having such a small mammal in the house. Previous to this, the only very small animals we've had are toads and frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, while at the pet store, Hubby and I looked at some new frogs since our dart frog recently passed. We're looking at the glass frogs, also known as clown tree frogs. They are very colorful and like to climb the sides of the tank. However, Hubby is also liking these very small mice called hoppers. Usually, hopper mice are used for feeder mice, but Hubby says they look like mini kangaroos, which intrigues him, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7065233198123684678?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7065233198123684678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7065233198123684678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7065233198123684678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7065233198123684678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-new-family-member.html' title='Another New Family Member'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SAFMh_6e5AI/AAAAAAAAABI/ft2fwvVQnqw/s72-c/Hamster+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7955143906540614093</id><published>2008-04-03T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:41:56.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!</title><content type='html'>3 days now with the same headache!! It goes away for a bit (with a little help from my friend Advil, and his brother Advil PM) but always comes back just as strong once the pills wear off.&lt;br /&gt;My main question is............. Why is it when my head is throbbing the worst that my children are the loudest??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7955143906540614093?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7955143906540614093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7955143906540614093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7955143906540614093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7955143906540614093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-7494562283258600312</id><published>2008-04-01T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:11:45.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Facebook Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/haikoo-zoo/profile.php?id=689667169"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dimages.haikoozoo.com/gd/pet/689667169.png" title="My Haikoo(SM) Zoo pet, Prickles" alt="My Haikoo(SM) Zoo pet, Prickles" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;label style="font-family:Verdana,'Trebuchet MS',Arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/haikoo-zoo/profile.php?id=689667169"&gt;Click to visit my Haikoo&lt;sup&gt;SM&lt;/sup&gt; Zoo pet, Prickles, on Facebook!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I have no life, I have more apps that I keep up with on Facebook than any one person should. However, I take solace in the face that I turn down quite a few requests from people to add new apps, just about every day, lol. That and I know people with far more apps than I have, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-7494562283258600312?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/7494562283258600312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=7494562283258600312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7494562283258600312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/7494562283258600312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-facebook-fun.html' title='More Facebook Fun!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4850971621996163699</id><published>2008-03-27T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:01:23.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonders of Facebook!</title><content type='html'>So, playin' around on Facebook tonight and saw this thing that was "People You May Know" and so I clicked on it. Starts out with people who my friends are friends with, some I know, some I don't. Then, it goes into people that I may know due to my profile information. OMG!!! people I went to high school with and haven't thought about since graduation!! I'm sitting here cracking up and Tall, Dark and Goofy is sitting here looking at me like I'm NUTS. Ok, I'm nuts but this is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people, I know of, but I wasn't even a blip on their radar, then there are people who I was very close friends with. I've sent out a couple friends requests, to women I was pretty darn close with at some point or another. Mostly those friendships drifted because of circumstance. I was married right after graduation and Monster #1 came along right after that, didn't leave much room for traveling to Austin or some such to visit a friend at college, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not on Facebook, get there, it's a total blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-4850971621996163699?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4850971621996163699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4850971621996163699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4850971621996163699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4850971621996163699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/03/wonders-of-facebook.html' title='The Wonders of Facebook!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3126675735950482944</id><published>2008-03-12T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:16:31.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Briar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R9gr6AeTiYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dTJZ8uwWIYg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R9gr6AeTiYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dTJZ8uwWIYg/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176936047221901698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on a name for the baby. Her name is Briar, which I think is too cute. The boys aren't fond of it, but she is MY hedgehog after all, lol.&lt;br /&gt;She has her first vet appointment next Tuesday for them to look and see if she has mites. Her quills are falling out and it looks somewhat infected. However, we don't have the money to take her this week and with the boys new classes, Tuesday afternoon is the soonest I can take her after payday. We will be taking both hedgehogs in, Briar and Mozart.&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is of the two little darlings meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3126675735950482944?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3126675735950482944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3126675735950482944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3126675735950482944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3126675735950482944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/03/briar.html' title='Briar'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R9gr6AeTiYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dTJZ8uwWIYg/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3240963283622728652</id><published>2008-02-21T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:08:42.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hedgie Face!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R73mA0JFe5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2HkJyOm_7gM/s1600-h/random+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R73mA0JFe5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2HkJyOm_7gM/s320/random+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169540848962337682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so she's blurry, but she's a fast little bugger!&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a name, but since all of 2 people read my blog (and that includes me) I can't really ask for suggestions (how sad).&lt;br /&gt;I had thought about running a contest, but since one of my readers is me, that's kinda hard, lol.  We might just stick with Prickly Butt, though, I dunno, it lacks something. Maybe I'll search Prickle in the thesaurus........ &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/arrow" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;arrow&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/bristle" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;bristle&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/dart" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;dart&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/prickle" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;prickle&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/prong" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;prong&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/quill" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;quill&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/shaft" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;shaft&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/spike" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;spike&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/spur" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;spur&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/thistle" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;thistle&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/thorn" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=def) --&gt;thorn&lt;/a&gt;...................... Thistle is the name of the hedgie at the zoo, otherwise, really cute.......... Spike was the name of Hubby's first hedgie..... Prongs is a bit too Harry Potter for me.........  Quill is a bit.... yeah, stupid. Hmmmm, Prickles might be the winner of that selection........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3240963283622728652?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3240963283622728652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3240963283622728652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3240963283622728652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3240963283622728652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/02/hedgie-face.html' title='Hedgie Face!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/R73mA0JFe5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/2HkJyOm_7gM/s72-c/random+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8551055875691260429</id><published>2008-02-20T15:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:29:06.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New family member!</title><content type='html'>We adopted a new hedgehog over the weekend. We haven't named her yet. She's 6 weeks old and what they call a paint. That basically means instead of one color all over or a steady mix of colors) she's got spots! Big ol' patches on white mingled with  patches of salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;She's enjoying her new cage (actually an older cage, but she doesn't need to know that!) and we bought a chinchilla bath  house for her to sleep in. We put in some bedding and she's loving burrowing down in that.&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to introduce her to the other hedgehog in the house. We'll probably do that by the end of the week. Certainly something to do with 2 adults in the house, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to clean a turtle tank!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8551055875691260429?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8551055875691260429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8551055875691260429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8551055875691260429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8551055875691260429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-family-member.html' title='New family member!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-1481631518563462852</id><published>2008-01-29T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:43:16.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BUST-ERRRR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So, the puppy has escaped. He dug out of the back yard yesterday while I was out running errands. The boys are sad, the hubby is sad and I'm kinda sad myself. We did look into getting a new dog, a REAL puppy this time. You know, a little bitty 2 month old that I can carry around like a baby for awhile. Not some 8 month old monster that weighs more than the youngest child.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is determined it will be a large breed. Ok, I can handle that, but I'm looking into dogs that are low shedding or seasonal shedding. Buster was a constant shedder, which means I have dog hair all over everything in my house. We really like the border collie, which are medium shed. We also like Irish setters which I believe are low shed. The other one that calls to me is a basset hound or a beagle. I know hubby will agree to a basset if I find one, but I'm not so sure about the beagle. They have the cutest faces though!&lt;br /&gt;We have to ask the management company if we can have a dog for real. I'm assuming there will be a pet deposit and all that crap. We didn't have to make a pet deposit on the animals we had when we moved in, since they're caged animals and can't make much mess. As it is, the fullest tank we have is the turtle tank and it's probably got about 7 gallons of water in it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm babbling again, deal with it, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-1481631518563462852?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/1481631518563462852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=1481631518563462852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1481631518563462852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1481631518563462852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/bust-errrr.html' title='BUST-ERRRR!!!!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-1471392057945444352</id><published>2008-01-22T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:37:43.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggy adventures</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it seems Friday a dog was found wandering around our street.  The neighbors took him in that night, but were moving the next day. Well, being the animal loving people we are (ok, suckers, we're big ol' suckers) we took the dog in Saturday night. I searched recipes for dog food (since I didn't have any kibble and the poor pup had to eat something) and made up a doggy hamburger helper. I've since made a chicken dish for him too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Tuesday now and this animal has wormed its way into the hearts of my children. I have to take him tomorrow to check for microchips. He's not a puppy puppy, but not full grown either. He's an American bulldog, possibly a mix.&lt;br /&gt;I've purchased bowls, a leash and collar, toys, kibble, shampoo, and treats. He's taken over some inexpensive blankets we had around the house and hubby thinks that maybe he moved one of them himself last night.&lt;br /&gt;Buster is a sweet dog, but man, takes him awhile to calm down when transitioning from outside to inside.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to go clean the mess in my bathroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-1471392057945444352?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/1471392057945444352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=1471392057945444352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1471392057945444352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/1471392057945444352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/doggy-adventures.html' title='Doggy adventures'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-5152552077280721550</id><published>2008-01-17T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:51:29.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary had a little lamb</title><content type='html'>On this past Tuesday, the middle monster (10) started piano lessons. He had fun at his first lesson and is taking the whole thing very seriously. He's been at the piano every spare minute he has.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've heard "Mary had a little lamb" possibly 15 times. Before that it was "Old MacDonald."&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I like children's music, or I'd probably go insane.&lt;br /&gt;  On the other hand, the oldest monster, who has been taking lessons for 7 years now, hasn't touched said piano since Monday. He practices only when it's convenient for him, which is about as often as he does his chores, lol.&lt;br /&gt;  The youngest monster will probably start lessons as soon as he's reading independently. This is the one requirement of our piano teacher. This will happen before too long, he's very close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-5152552077280721550?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/5152552077280721550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=5152552077280721550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5152552077280721550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/5152552077280721550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/mary-had-little-lamb.html' title='Mary had a little lamb'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-8957709073754187480</id><published>2008-01-14T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:00:39.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Payback</title><content type='html'>For some holiday many years ago, my ex husband bought a truck for my friend's son. The child loved the truck, but it made very loud, obnoxious music. Mind you, this was probably the LAST time I let my ex pick out presents for any of the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, for Christmas, my two older children received room alarms from this friend. She SWEARS that her children picked them out.  UH HUH, I believe it, really I do............. This has been payback, more than payback, for that obnoxious truck. When activated, if a door opens, said room alarm will make this high pitched (and not a note, it's sharp or flat or something, just not ON a note) beeping noise until the child responsible for the room it's in goes and turns the blasted thing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young blog, haven't mentioned that I have perfect pitch............. omg, I'm going to take it away and possibly take my trusty rubber mallet to the darn things!!! The youngest child has taken great joys in setting off the stupid things, all freaking afternoon long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot me.................. please???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-8957709073754187480?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/8957709073754187480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=8957709073754187480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8957709073754187480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/8957709073754187480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/payback.html' title='Payback'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-3432399807435083220</id><published>2008-01-09T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T12:26:49.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff you find in a piano after 13 years</title><content type='html'>We recently moved the piano from my parents' house to our house. My oldest monster is the one using it, makes more sense for US to have it. WELL, we decided it had been about 13 years since it was last tuned, not to mention the need to tune it after it's been moved.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after the piano playing monster came home from his piano lesson, he handed me a card for a tuner, from his piano teacher. Seems she's tired of his excuses about not being able to practice on the really out of tune piano. I called the gentleman and he said he could be here this morning. Well, I decided that the dining room could use a cleaning if there was going to be a stranger in it (there was a NASTY spot on the floor that required the carpet cleaner). I also raised the lid on the piano and pulled the front part off. HMMM, seems it wasn't playing well because there was a ton of STUFF in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one dime,&lt;br /&gt;three pennies,&lt;br /&gt; 2 FAKE pennies,&lt;br /&gt;3 pence (yes, pence),&lt;br /&gt;several pictures of short people (including one of me with VERY scary hair, it was the 80s, what are ya gonna do?)&lt;br /&gt;a few 10 mg Ritalin&lt;br /&gt;one Winnie the Pooh vitamin&lt;br /&gt;one colored pencil (in purple, in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;a pen, with no cap&lt;br /&gt;a pen cap, not even to the pen we found&lt;br /&gt;and a cooking magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cooking magazine explains why it wasn't playing well for so long, it was restricting all the bass line keys. As for the coins, you could hear them clinking when you played, kind of annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story you ask?? don't let toddlers and preschoolers play around your piano, also don't use it as a dumping ground if you're going to expect someone to play it.&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful piano tuner is here as I type this, we've taken the mini-vac to the piano and it's fairly dust free now. It's also on it's way to being in tune, now, to make the 12 year old practice!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8006599102048990261-3432399807435083220?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/3432399807435083220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=3432399807435083220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3432399807435083220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/3432399807435083220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff-you-find-in-piano-after-13-years.html' title='Stuff you find in a piano after 13 years'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006599102048990261.post-4599100682110811953</id><published>2008-01-08T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:18:59.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hi all! Welcome to my madhouse. A little about me...............&lt;br /&gt;I'm a redheaded mama to 3 redheaded boys (my husband is NOT a redhead, but we love him anyway). We are a homeschool family in the Houston area. We love museums, zoos, biking, and animals. We have a mini zoo of 2 red-eared sliders, 3 fire belly toads, 2 blue dart frogs and 1 hedgehog.&lt;br /&gt;I love to cook and will probably be posting recipes every once in awhile of things I try and feel the need to share with anyone who happens to stop by the site.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what else to say, I'm not comfortable writing about myself. I will probably spend most of my time talking about the short people, but that's the nature of a mother, to talk about her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8006599102048990261-4599100682110811953?l=houseofredheads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/feeds/4599100682110811953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006599102048990261&amp;postID=4599100682110811953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4599100682110811953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006599102048990261/posts/default/4599100682110811953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofredheads.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Redheaded Mama</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4qIyqMZm9I/SkvRcYJyGdI/AAAAAAAAALc/oLPoHNU1tFI/S220/books+and+livestock+029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
