<?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-6985924120260073590</id><updated>2012-01-02T16:18:51.163-05:00</updated><category term='hobbies'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='back to school'/><category term='Christmas 2008'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Cyber Journal'/><category term='Guestbook'/><category term='favorite poems'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='books'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='giving thanks'/><category term='sickies'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='Broadway'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Christmas 2007'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='everyday life'/><category term='work'/><category term='touch'/><title type='text'>Diary of a Drama Queen Working Mom to John &amp; Gianna</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1686940416732051903</id><published>2011-10-12T12:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T12:56:18.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of my baby girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there’s nothing to make it last.” ~Nicholas Sparks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8139656589329939951?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8139656589329939951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8139656589329939951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8139656589329939951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8139656589329939951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-i-think-i-have-too-much.html' title='Sometimes I think I have too much passion (is that possible?)'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5097592994275857159</id><published>2011-06-17T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:36:38.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies...</title><content type='html'>I was just backing up pictures from my phone. You see it's about the time I start contemplating a new phone. My cell phones don't seem to last a full 2 years. Weird? I think phone companies do that on purpose. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the "new" and more "advanced" technology as much as the next girl. However, I don't enjoy shelling out the $200! I mean, who the heck does?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point...It was amazing to see how much my kids have grown in the last year and a half. How much we have progressed in our lives as well. As I was backing up the pictures, I had so many thoughts running through my mind. I had them all ready to post on here and now my gorgeous 4 year old wants to practice writing my name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5097592994275857159?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5097592994275857159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5097592994275857159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5097592994275857159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5097592994275857159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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stray cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought it was good to be kind to animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You baked a birthday cake just for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that little things were special things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believed there was a God that I could always talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kissed me good-night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I felt loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw tears come from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learned that sometimes things hurt—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that it’s alright to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it made me want to look that pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to be everything I could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wanted to say thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those things you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn’t looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thank you Jane Stewart for sharing this poem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4250781010455597691?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5512738878334948662</id><published>2011-02-21T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:47:43.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss of a loved one...</title><content type='html'>I created this blog a few years back with the hopes of getting back into my number one passion..writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, however, can't keep up with this. Everyday life is just to hectic to just sit, think and type everyday. I sometimes wonder how some people do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I sit here with so many thoughts. The biggest one tonight is death. It's an inevitable part of life. I, unfoturnately, have had to deal with the loss of a loved one already. I lost my grandfather, who loved me more than life itself, when I was a mere 17 years old. Was it hard? Yes. But, it was easier to deal with because he had lived his life and he was old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time was nothing like that. You see I lost my brother when I was 20. He was about to turn 3. The biggest but best oops my parents ever had. He brought a great light and balance to our home. He was, apart from my dad, the only male after 3 girls. 15 years after his death I find myself still grieving him. I grieve him because it wasn't fair. There are so many firsts he never got to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing about this tonight? I had to go to a funeral today for someone that was dear to my family. The thing is it was at the same funeral home and cemetery my brother is at. 15 years later, those corridors didn't look so empty. The people's voices weren't just echos in my mind as I walked by and into where the casket was. That night, 15 years ago, was a blur for me. Today, I saw the color of the walls. The hurt everyone felt in the room.&amp;nbsp; I saw it all. That night 15 years ago, I only see the pain my immediate family felt. But there was something else. You see, there was a visitor that was taken care of by this family along with my brother. He and my brother were a mere 3 years apart. Regardless, this now young man, always played with my brother and treated him with love.&amp;nbsp; It pained me to see him tonight so much. I will never know what my brother would've looked like, what his aspirations would be, meet his new girl friend as I met this young man's tonight or ever get to hug him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take myself out of that funeral home and the last two memories I have of my brother are the following:&lt;br /&gt;Holding him in the ICU as he took his last breaths the night before he passed and 2 weeks earlier (before the accident that would steal him from our lives forever) crying at the front door because I was going out and wasn't taking him. I regret not having stayed home with him that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time is supposed to heal. I am not saying you don't heal, but I would call it accepting more than&amp;nbsp; healing. My family has never been the same.&amp;nbsp; We have accepted my brother's death, but I don't think we will ever fully heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5512738878334948662?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5512738878334948662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5512738878334948662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5512738878334948662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5512738878334948662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2011/02/loss-of-loved-one.html' title='Loss of a loved one...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5592905723911427876</id><published>2010-12-22T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:48:01.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Missing Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TRJVv2am-uI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lPgSJ6w7RF8/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_0861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TRJVv2am-uI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lPgSJ6w7RF8/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0861.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When you visit a place like this annually can you wonder why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5592905723911427876?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5592905723911427876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5592905723911427876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5592905723911427876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5592905723911427876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-summer.html' title='Missing Summer...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TRJVv2am-uI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lPgSJ6w7RF8/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_0861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5873355652544407415</id><published>2010-10-19T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:24:22.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Blog Challenge - Day 5 - 17</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am a failure at keeping up with this! I am going to take stab at doing the last two weeks I've missed right now in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5 - your favorite quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it." ~ Groucho Marx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to remind myself of this daily. I am one of those people that lets the little things get to me, so this is an ideal quote to recite over and over in my head daily!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - 20 of my favorite things (not in any order at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cameras&lt;br /&gt;My iphone&lt;br /&gt;clean sheets&lt;br /&gt;shaved legs&lt;br /&gt;smiles on my childrens' faces&lt;br /&gt;cuddling with those I love most&lt;br /&gt;the beach&lt;br /&gt;magazines&lt;br /&gt;shopping&lt;br /&gt;hugs and kisses from my kids&lt;br /&gt;grateful students&lt;br /&gt;scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;organized closets&lt;br /&gt;swimming&lt;br /&gt;believing in magic and the power of love&lt;br /&gt;visiting NYC&lt;br /&gt;seeing the numbers on the scale go down&lt;br /&gt;days my husband comes back from long trips&lt;br /&gt;My dog "Broadway"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy - I absolutely love SUMMER!&amp;nbsp; This picture embodies our happiness on our Summer trips. This pic was taken this past August in mountains of Madrid, Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLruMqdfRbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S1jvqWrjK9Y/s1600/IMG_1320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLruMqdfRbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S1jvqWrjK9Y/s320/IMG_1320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad - I don't usually take pictures at sad moments, but if I had to pick one it would be whenever my kids are sick. I wish I could take the pain away. I would be willing to face the pain for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - a photo you took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr9f_VWLVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/cswpjnJ5_-8/s1600/IMG_0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr9f_VWLVI/AAAAAAAAAd8/cswpjnJ5_-8/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at Marco Island this past summer...we took a "couple's retreat" and this was my first weekend using my new toy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr99X761fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bieZZwIwDVc/s1600/flowersenior.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr99X761fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bieZZwIwDVc/s320/flowersenior.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Senior year in high school...way over 10 years...Circa 1995 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - a photo of you recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr-hfHK77I/AAAAAAAAAeE/RSBXBiGb7s8/s1600/IMG_1833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLr-hfHK77I/AAAAAAAAAeE/RSBXBiGb7s8/s320/IMG_1833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taken at a Halloween party last night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - something you are OCD about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say everything?? I am so obsessive it's disgusting. I exude perfection constantly. Is this a good quality? Yes and No! I sometimes go overboard or come down on myself way too hard with things aren't perfect. That's when it becomes a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that top my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - house cleanliness&lt;br /&gt;2 - my kids and their schooling&lt;br /&gt;3 - my job&lt;br /&gt;4 - maintaining my body&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because a friend called me in the middle of writing this and she and I are very much alike with our obsessiveness. She was telling me how she can't start something and not give it 110%. I can so relate to that.&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - a fictional book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am going with the whole vampire trend. I've read the Twilight Series, I am currently wrapping up the True Blood series by Charlaine Harris, and already have another set on stand-by. I can't remember the name this instant, but will post about it as soon as I get up and check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - a non-fictional book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading self-help books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - your dream house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bedrooms, split floor plan, 1 story, huge yard with a pool, covered terrace and a bar. Completely decorated by Pottery Barn...ahhh BLISS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Taylor Swift's "The Best Day" - I love that a young girl isn't too proud to thank her parents for everything and that her best days have been with them! love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a favorite! I appreciate all art. I am going to be curt with this one because I need to dig a little deep to really answer it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5873355652544407415?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5873355652544407415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5873355652544407415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5873355652544407415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5873355652544407415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-day-5-17.html' title='30 Day Blog Challenge - Day 5 - 17'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TLruMqdfRbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/S1jvqWrjK9Y/s72-c/IMG_1320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8603964911488017306</id><published>2010-09-27T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:02:33.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge Day 4 - your favorite book</title><content type='html'>Ahhh.....another tough one! I am an English teacher for Pete's sake! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could say the Twilight series currently, but my all time favorite childhood book is "To Kill A Mockingbird"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8603964911488017306?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8603964911488017306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8603964911488017306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8603964911488017306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8603964911488017306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-challenge-day-4-your-favorite-book.html' title='Blog Challenge Day 4 - your favorite book'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1345717935724252902</id><published>2010-09-26T17:58:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:01:03.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blog Challenge Day 3 - your favorite television program</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Now, this is a tough one because I have a bunch!!! YIKES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sex in the City (tops my list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Entourage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Hung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1345717935724252902?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1345717935724252902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1345717935724252902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1345717935724252902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1345717935724252902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-challenge-day-3-your-favorite.html' title='Blog Challenge Day 3 - your favorite television program'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4988862057009050311</id><published>2010-09-25T14:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T14:51:35.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 2 - your favorite movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ5EOSQ2RWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uh9z4_WN2WE/s1600/pretty+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ5EOSQ2RWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uh9z4_WN2WE/s320/pretty+woman.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am going to have to go with Pretty Woman. What can I say? I am a fairy-tale kind of girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4988862057009050311?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4988862057009050311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4988862057009050311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4988862057009050311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4988862057009050311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-challenge-day-2-your-favorite.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 2 - your favorite movie'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ5EOSQ2RWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uh9z4_WN2WE/s72-c/pretty+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8063681085791181311</id><published>2010-09-24T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:24:29.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blog Challenge: Day 1 - Favorite Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Favorite song: I would have to go with Taylor Swift all the way. I don't know what it is about her songs. I can relate to almost all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My top 3 faves (no, it isn't just one):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. You Belong with Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2. Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3. Teardrops on my Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1O_PDbGpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/qabllwXMr7o/s1600/Taylor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1O_PDbGpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/qabllwXMr7o/s320/Taylor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if it's that I can relate to the lyrics or if they take me back to my youth. A lot of her songs describe some of the very things I felt at her age and love that about her. I love that her songs are straight out of her own diary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8063681085791181311?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8063681085791181311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8063681085791181311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8063681085791181311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8063681085791181311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-challenge-day-1-favorite-song.html' title='Blog Challenge: Day 1 - Favorite Song'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1O_PDbGpI/AAAAAAAAAdk/qabllwXMr7o/s72-c/Taylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6381434328392447669</id><published>2010-09-24T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:20:25.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Blog Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ok, so one of by blogging mamas is doing this on her own blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamabelly.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-09-11T09%3A45%3A00-05%3A00"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mama Belly Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. I thought it might help me make it a habit of getting on here and actually doing it. I actually find Bridget super inspiring. I am not a photographer by trade, but wish I could be one. If you want to see some cool pics, make sure you visit her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am starting today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 1 - your favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 2 - your favorite movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 3 - your favorite television program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 4 - your favorite book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 5 - your favorite quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 6 - 20 of my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 9 - a photo you took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 11 - a photo of you recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 12 - something you are OCD about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 13 - a fictional book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 14 - a non-fictional book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 15 - your dream house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 18 - my wedding/future wedding/past wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 19 - a talent of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 20 - a hobby of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 21 - a recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 22 - a website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 23 - a youtube video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 24 - where I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 25 - your day, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 26 - your week, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 27 - my worst habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 28 - what's in my handbag/purse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 29 - hopes,dreams and plans for the next 365 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Day 30 - a dream for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6381434328392447669?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6381434328392447669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6381434328392447669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6381434328392447669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6381434328392447669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-blog-challenge.html' title='30 Day Blog Challenge'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-7265394773120083412</id><published>2010-09-24T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:08:13.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Judging by my previous post, is there any wonder why I would be missing summer? LOL. I mean, I was around the world. I had my entire family with me and work wasn't even a thought yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month since we've been back. OH WHAT A MONTH!!! Somethings never change. We are back in the swing of things. I am back at work. I really don't have any complaints that are worth writing about. If that even makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both kids are in school now. Jr. is struggling with self-control at school, but seems to have gotten a handle on it this week. Gigi seems completely adjusted to pre-school. The other day she even told me that she "loved" her school. John is off and traveling once again. Is it weird that every year around this time I have the same empty feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this "seasonal" loneliness ever just cease to exist for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many gorgeous pictures to post and write about.&amp;nbsp; It's funny the pictures are a lot like what I have bottled up inside. I want to share them, but can't find the time or effort within me to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-7265394773120083412?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/7265394773120083412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=7265394773120083412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7265394773120083412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7265394773120083412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4997998956534058357</id><published>2010-09-24T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:01:20.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I've been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1IwTZP-hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZXNw2Ei1cAQ/s1600/1008060143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1IwTZP-hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZXNw2Ei1cAQ/s320/1008060143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've been snorkeling the Caribbean (Bimini, Bahamas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1I48NndDI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hgyuLELNWuk/s1600/IMG_1177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1I48NndDI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hgyuLELNWuk/s320/IMG_1177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chasing Liberty in NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1I__byy0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/P3wdK-iMb38/s1600/IMG_1296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1I__byy0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/P3wdK-iMb38/s320/IMG_1296.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Visiting Palaces (Madrid, Spain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JFTY_nII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/USRjVo8AWGo/s1600/IMG_1313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JFTY_nII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/USRjVo8AWGo/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JKyxc6CI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3DSYkWn-4j0/s1600/IMG_1320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JKyxc6CI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3DSYkWn-4j0/s320/IMG_1320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mountain tops of Madrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JPf39y0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7lA2oBaLrC0/s1600/IMG_1458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JPf39y0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/7lA2oBaLrC0/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Visited The Acropolis (Athens, Greece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JU5mRG8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/WDAW4oi3TTo/s1600/IMG_1489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JU5mRG8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/WDAW4oi3TTo/s320/IMG_1489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the Parthenon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JaHRIlnI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4HoDkLSe7PU/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1JaHRIlnI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4HoDkLSe7PU/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All this in one month...August!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4997998956534058357?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4997998956534058357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4997998956534058357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4997998956534058357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4997998956534058357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-ive-been.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TJ1IwTZP-hI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZXNw2Ei1cAQ/s72-c/1008060143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1942334638339733483</id><published>2010-07-25T20:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:23:24.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone read this?</title><content type='html'>I mean, I was watching a movie today and it was about blogging. Who actually reads this? Comment. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I am a frustrated writer trapped in the body of a teacher, wife and mother. I use this as my outlet. My original dream was to write for some fancy network, but my family dream outweighed my career dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not the most interesting thing out there, but why do you read my blog? Is there anyone that does? I feel like the girl in the movie...just putting thoughts out into cyberspace that never get read or thought about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzTi-Yfx5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4J2nxJEnulg/s1600/bwlowres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzTi-Yfx5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4J2nxJEnulg/s320/bwlowres.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498001842927290258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1942334638339733483?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1942334638339733483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1942334638339733483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1942334638339733483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1942334638339733483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/07/does-anyone-read-this.html' title='Does anyone read this?'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzTi-Yfx5I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4J2nxJEnulg/s72-c/bwlowres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6052255310249784087</id><published>2010-07-25T20:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:10:26.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzRUKT5HPI/AAAAAAAAAcM/btHcSlWlv6A/s1600/GobleFamily+(24+of+42).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzRUKT5HPI/AAAAAAAAAcM/btHcSlWlv6A/s320/GobleFamily+(24+of+42).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497999389407911154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when he travels and that his job requires so much of it. It's been 7 long days. The effects of the week are finally on me. I am grumpy, emotional and just an utter mess. Imagine if I were working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that he is my scaffold? He holds me together. He knows me. Understands me. Goes out of his way for me. He tries so hard to make me happy and sometimes I can be so flippant about it. So sad it takes a week for me to realize all this. I mean, don't get me wrong. I know I am one of the few lucky women married to a GREAT man. He is all about us, his family and I am so grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I am trying to say is that I don't function the same without him. I am looking forward to our 3 weeks of travels coming up. Can't wait to make some more unforgettable memories with the love of my life and our two blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6052255310249784087?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6052255310249784087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6052255310249784087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6052255310249784087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6052255310249784087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-him-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEzRUKT5HPI/AAAAAAAAAcM/btHcSlWlv6A/s72-c/GobleFamily+(24+of+42).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8558665834157161023</id><published>2010-07-20T18:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:23:42.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEYfKrX7KCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0BcVWfDedMs/s1600/GobleFamily+(4+of+42).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEYfKrX7KCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0BcVWfDedMs/s320/GobleFamily+(4+of+42).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496114663554492450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gorgeous son caught by our photographer being himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, he's just 6 years old, but looks like an 8 year old. He is into Star Wars, building things with his legos and drawing. Recently, he has gotten into sports. He played baseball all of last school year, but gets real down about not being perfect at something and losing  (guess he's a sore loser like mommy and daddy, LOL). After 9months of baseball three times a week, we gave him a break. Now, he's the one asking to throw the ball around, practice batting and whatnot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little boy is the light my life needed 7 years ago. Finding out I was pregnant with him has been one of the best things I've experienced. He is so full of love. He comes out of his room just to give me a quick kiss and tell me he loves me. It melts my heart every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEYhoixS2SI/AAAAAAAAAcE/kYbgIRY8NSo/s1600/IMG_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEYhoixS2SI/AAAAAAAAAcE/kYbgIRY8NSo/s320/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496117375664314658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about his gorgeous dimples. They could make the strongest woman weak in the knees. He's lost 8 teeth already. He's got the cutest gap between his front teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, he has his wild side. However, I ADORE him just the way he is. He is obsessive about routine, not wearing buttons, and must always do things the same way. He doesn't adjust well to change, but he gets that from his mommy. It couldn't all be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes motherhood fun. He's rough, tough and just loves having fun. I thank the Lord everyday for my exuberant, rambunctious boy...John Daniel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8558665834157161023?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8558665834157161023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8558665834157161023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8558665834157161023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8558665834157161023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-gorgeous-son-caught-by-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TEYfKrX7KCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0BcVWfDedMs/s72-c/GobleFamily+(4+of+42).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4786815905739281623</id><published>2010-07-12T09:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:23:15.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><title type='text'>Magazine Junkie...</title><content type='html'>I consider myself a magazine junkie. I love them ALL! The days or moments are very seldom when I resist buying on in the grocery aisle. I subscribe to two, but I would totally get more if I had the time to read them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading everything. I subscribe to SELF and Scrapbooks,etc. Love them both. I do, however, have one problem. Last night was reading Marie Claire's latest edition (Taylor Swift on cover) and they had some super cute clothes in there. There was on problem, I can't afford any of it!!! Can anyone? I mean a sundress for $584?? What world are these people living in? Is it the same economy as the rest of us? I think NOT!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would enjoy these magazines even more if I could afford at least half the things they are suggesting or adverstising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thought on this issue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4786815905739281623?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4786815905739281623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4786815905739281623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4786815905739281623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4786815905739281623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/07/magazine-junkie.html' title='Magazine Junkie...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6956032237124871057</id><published>2010-07-02T15:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:15:23.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><title type='text'>They say that pets and their owners....</title><content type='html'>start to look like eachother after a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Broadway. He's been mine for the last 10 years. Yes, 10! I can't believe it myself. He was a college graduation gift and the best I've ever gotten. He's been my faithful companion ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broadway is so special to me. You see, I am not a pet person at all. I wouldn't harm a dog or let anyone do it in front of me, but they are just not my cup of tea. It could have something to do with my allergies or just  me in general. He captured my heart that first day at the pet shop where I picked him out. He's MY first dog! The thought of losing him brings me to uncontrollable tears. You see, he's my buddy. If I sit and watch TV, he finds a spot next to me. When John is out of town I sneak him up on the bed with me. We survived Florida's winter giving eachother warmth in the middle of the night. He follows me wherever I go. I would venture to say he is my first "baby". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my pooch. The day I brought him home he was the size of an adult male hand (can't say mine because my hands are tiny) and now he weighs in at a whopping 5.5 lbs. LOL! I adore my sweet Broadway. My kids LOVE Broadway and he loves them in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TC46k4205UI/AAAAAAAAAac/XDMJhLKRzDc/s1600/IMG_8030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TC46k4205UI/AAAAAAAAAac/XDMJhLKRzDc/s320/IMG_8030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489389401223259458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6956032237124871057?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6956032237124871057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6956032237124871057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6956032237124871057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6956032237124871057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-say-that-pets-and-their-owners.html' title='They say that pets and their owners....'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TC46k4205UI/AAAAAAAAAac/XDMJhLKRzDc/s72-c/IMG_8030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3884645072591625841</id><published>2010-06-30T09:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:49:13.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Marco Island, FL - Couples Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtLJSLTqEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YEz0OGmK1FY/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtLJSLTqEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YEz0OGmK1FY/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488563193751251010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKzAPB3yI/AAAAAAAAAaM/VVKbXxCayvY/s1600/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKzAPB3yI/AAAAAAAAAaM/VVKbXxCayvY/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488562810977902370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset on Marco Island was Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKyMNA02I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Fgle07KMpkM/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKyMNA02I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Fgle07KMpkM/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488562797010801506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these were taken with my new toy...Canon Rebel T1i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKdFEmQDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7Zb8hqB9j6M/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtKdFEmQDI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/7Zb8hqB9j6M/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488562434319204402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took an official vacation. Every year we get together with some of our adult friends and plan a vacation. It's nice in the sense that we (John and I) get to recooperate from the constant daily struggles with our kids. We had quiet car rides with ONLY adult conversations. Dinners were non-problematic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hectic as our kids make our lives, we wouldn't change a thing. We missed them like crazy. Funny thing is that we spent all weekend talking about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3884645072591625841?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3884645072591625841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3884645072591625841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3884645072591625841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3884645072591625841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/marco-island-fl-couples-retreat.html' title='Marco Island, FL - Couples Retreat'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCtLJSLTqEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/YEz0OGmK1FY/s72-c/IMG_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4082415293065176736</id><published>2010-06-26T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:38:05.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review (Spoiler Alert) - Remember Me</title><content type='html'>"Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant. But it's very important that you do it. I tend to agree with the first part." (said by Robert Pattinson's character, Tyler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about that quote really moved me. I will get onto that later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie blew me away. There was some predictability, but the end knocked me off my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of Pattinson's, but he did a great job with this one. Don't get me wrong, I love Twilight. He just isn't who I envisioned for Edward Cullen at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find amazing that the way we are raised play a big role in our capacity to love others or let others love us. This movie reflects this well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in a bittersweet romantic drama, this is a good one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that he finds his place in life so long after his brother's death and then loses his life himself. Especially after his father was finally realizing what should be his top priority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4082415293065176736?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4082415293065176736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4082415293065176736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4082415293065176736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4082415293065176736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-review-spoiler-alert-remember-me.html' title='Movie Review (Spoiler Alert) - Remember Me'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-812635814499023113</id><published>2010-06-22T09:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:59:21.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures with my new toy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEkILeUu7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K8dDavFvQ1g/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEkILeUu7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K8dDavFvQ1g/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485705544051506098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEj9UGn85I/AAAAAAAAAZs/1SPFRiD4Qmo/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEj9UGn85I/AAAAAAAAAZs/1SPFRiD4Qmo/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485705357389460370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEjpAFlUDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/nVTunjonbHQ/s1600/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEjpAFlUDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/nVTunjonbHQ/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485705008419000370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEjZY1oGDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ahBMZdH6Zrg/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEjZY1oGDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ahBMZdH6Zrg/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485704740185053234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving the quality. Now, I have to find time to play with it. Any recommendations from camera enthusiasts out there? I got the Canon Rebel T1i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a hard time uploading photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-812635814499023113?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/812635814499023113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=812635814499023113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/812635814499023113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/812635814499023113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures-with-my-new-toy.html' title='Pictures with my new toy...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TCEkILeUu7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/K8dDavFvQ1g/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1017336805428477754</id><published>2010-06-21T09:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:47:47.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>got my new toy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TB9sQJwWOhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AdZZI9Qdqg8/s1600/camerapic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TB9sQJwWOhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AdZZI9Qdqg8/s320/camerapic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485221895912962578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1017336805428477754?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1017336805428477754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1017336805428477754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1017336805428477754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1017336805428477754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-my-new-toy.html' title='got my new toy...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TB9sQJwWOhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AdZZI9Qdqg8/s72-c/camerapic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1245949613822664923</id><published>2010-06-17T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T19:08:09.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>some updated pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqhZ4mYWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P2BYib8UeLc/s1600/DSCF0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqhZ4mYWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P2BYib8UeLc/s320/DSCF0782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483882987137687906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgwbwJpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_5-10k-9dCI/s1600/DSCF0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgwbwJpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_5-10k-9dCI/s320/DSCF0841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483882976010839698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgrw75qI/AAAAAAAAAY8/uz_C8Gnl76E/s1600/DSCF0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgrw75qI/AAAAAAAAAY8/uz_C8Gnl76E/s320/DSCF0800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483882974757512866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgC5M04I/AAAAAAAAAY0/02dDp9J99kE/s1600/DSCF0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqgC5M04I/AAAAAAAAAY0/02dDp9J99kE/s320/DSCF0799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483882963786322818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to do Summer in Miami is in the water!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1245949613822664923?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1245949613822664923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1245949613822664923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1245949613822664923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1245949613822664923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-updated-pics.html' title='some updated pics...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/TBqqhZ4mYWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/P2BYib8UeLc/s72-c/DSCF0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8037948529458575453</id><published>2010-06-17T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T19:02:28.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>Scrapbooking...</title><content type='html'>is at the top of my list for hobbies,but for past few months I've been itching to try out photography. I feel it could be yet another outlet for me with possibility for growth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I need a NICE camera with a hefty price tag. I don't want it to have a HEFTY price tag, but after some research, I have found it's the only way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Browse/ProductSet.aspx?Prodid=11536255&amp;search=canon%20rebel&amp;Mo=4&amp;cm_re=1_en-_-Top_Left_Nav-_-Top_search&amp;lang=en-US&amp;Nr=P_CatalogName:BC&amp;Sp=S&amp;N=5000043&amp;whse=BC&amp;Dx=mode+matchallpartial&amp;Ntk=Text_Search&amp;Dr=P_CatalogName:BC&amp;Ne=4000000&amp;D=canon%20rebel&amp;Ntt=canon%20rebel&amp;No=1&amp;Ntx=mode+matchallpartial&amp;Nty=1&amp;topnav=&amp;s=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costco has a great deal going. But I have my doubts. Am I rushing into this? I've been thinking about it for the last 6+ months. I will have to self-teach as I don't have time for classes, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you updated on my final decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8037948529458575453?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8037948529458575453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8037948529458575453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8037948529458575453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8037948529458575453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3381249887648715229</id><published>2010-06-16T22:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:05:33.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>Right now I have 3 books ony nightstand. I love to read. Recently, a few of my students asked what I liked about it so much. That got me thinking. They hate to read because they never get to pick their own "poison" per say. I mean, I require they read certain books through put school year, but most of them don't bother to go beyond that. So, what do I enjoy?? Living vicariously through the characters in my books. No matter what I'm reading about. My life could always use a little more romance. It's also nice to read about other's drama instead of laying awake thinking of my own. So, there it is. They are my escape from reality. Right now I am reading about the supernatural world through Charlaine harris's eyes and about how it all started for Carrie Bradshaw In the carrie diaries. What's on your nightstand??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3381249887648715229?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3381249887648715229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3381249887648715229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3381249887648715229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3381249887648715229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5045521739294905776</id><published>2010-06-16T22:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:57:51.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So long...</title><content type='html'>Ago since I posted. Trying to be regular is so hard. I miss it. Right now I'm updating on my phone. Why?? Tooany thoughts crowding my little head. I use this as my mental outlet. Seems I must be pretty overloaded it's been so long. Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5045521739294905776?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5045521739294905776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5045521739294905776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5045521739294905776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5045521739294905776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-long.html' title='So long...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3999782874630268257</id><published>2009-12-22T19:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:56:03.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Jesus is the Reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>I respect everyone's beliefs, religions and opinions. This post is hardly meant to insult anyone. I am actually quite guilty of doing what I am about to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I had the pleasure of visiting the "City that Never Sleeps" (NYC). I've been there a ton of times. The point of the trip was to meet up with my husband while he was working there and do some "light" sightseeing. Well, amongst the siteseeing was attending mass at St. Patrick's Cathedral on 5th Avenue. We've visited before, but never really attended a mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saintpatrickscathedral.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you will note from the link, the architecture is amazing. I don't think we have a church this beautiful in Miami. It is truly breathtaking. Well, the priest that did the service made a good point about Christmas. He was commenting on how stressed he sees people during this time of year. Stressed about gifts, money, family parties, etc. Basically, on how we all lose sight of the true meaning of Christmas. We should be celebrating the birth of our savior Jesus Christ. The rest is all gravy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking out, the sermon stuck with me. It's so true. I, for one, am extremely caught up in what I have left to buy, wrap and prepare that I forget the true meaning. I went ahead and bought the kids some prayer books to instill those beliefs in them. I also walked out with things in perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran some errands today, amongst them, a last gift I had left to buy. The stores and groceries stores were packed. I took it in stride and reminded myself of what I was really celebrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the point of my post is. I know that we are all stressed. That it feels like it is impossible to finish everything by Friday. But, we can. 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You see this inspiring young lady goes to the school I teach at. I decided I needed to help someone to so dedicated to helping others after her own experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went and chopped off 6.5 inches of my hair and donated it to this tenacious young lady for Locks of Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good. Even if I hated the hair cut, which I don't, it was still worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the new do with a cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SvYbwx8-DoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ceebVYau3og/s1600-h/Picture+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SvYbwx8-DoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ceebVYau3og/s320/Picture+31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401535327934221954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-7060549854291588150?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/7060549854291588150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=7060549854291588150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7060549854291588150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7060549854291588150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-your-super-power.html' title='What&apos;s your super power??'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SvYbwx8-DoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ceebVYau3og/s72-c/Picture+31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-552022364568385583</id><published>2009-11-02T20:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:16:51.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Conversation with my 5 year old...</title><content type='html'>John: "Mom, none of the other kids in my class know a song I love." Me: "What song John?" John: "Aruba, Jamaica, Oooh I want to take you" - So, my 5 year old loves Kokomo by the Beach Boys and my diverse Ipod is to blame. LMBO! My response, "John, tell the kids in your class that you are a cultured and tropical young man who is expanding his musical decades a lot deeper than they will ever go." John: "Ok, Mami. I will tell them tomorrow that I am way cooler than they are." I was LMAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Su-EbxrUPGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MtVljg2rFPo/s1600-h/DSCF0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Su-EbxrUPGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MtVljg2rFPo/s320/DSCF0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399680090966867042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-552022364568385583?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/552022364568385583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=552022364568385583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/552022364568385583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/552022364568385583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/11/latest-conversation-with-my-5-year-old.html' title='Latest Conversation with my 5 year old...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Su-EbxrUPGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/MtVljg2rFPo/s72-c/DSCF0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5534676489555237450</id><published>2009-10-27T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:32:47.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling Life</title><content type='html'>How do we do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know how we do it. But, I wonder how this became the norm. I have not rested since I woke up at 5am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake part of my day was my son's incredible plays at baseball today. WOW!! Is that what it is? Our kids' accomplishments bring us so much joy that we look past the madness everything else brings? I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5534676489555237450?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5534676489555237450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5534676489555237450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5534676489555237450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5534676489555237450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/10/juggling-life.html' title='Juggling Life'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1597165047235823345</id><published>2009-10-25T15:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:04:00.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humbling experience..</title><content type='html'>Ever had an experience that has humbled you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dictionary.com defines it like this: to make meek: to humble one's heart. My heart has been very humbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You may ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my husband wasn't working for the last two months. Some specifics about his job that I would rather not discuss. Sometimes I feel like he works for the FBI. He doesn't, but all the restrictions on what can and can't be said make it feel that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how have I been humbled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I am always frowning upon his constant traveling and hardly ever getting to be around. Well, that constant traveling is what puts our kids through private school, puts food on our table, clothes on our backs and provides us with wonderful summer vacations without restrictions. So, this season, instead of moping around because I am working and raising two kids alone, I will hold my head up high and thank the good Lord that my family has a job that provides so much for us. I will stop looking at the glass half empty and more as half full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you honey, but we know you are doing what is right for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SuSus2H6xtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/en2IlZ4VIyk/s1600-h/IMG_5892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SuSus2H6xtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/en2IlZ4VIyk/s320/IMG_5892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396630338962900690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1597165047235823345?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1597165047235823345/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-190251101909839222</id><published>2009-08-10T09:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:25:27.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimini Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;object name="Slideshow" id="Slideshow" width="425" height="425" align="middle" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8CYs3Ldo0aN9w" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed id="Slideshow"  width="425" height="425" name="Slideshow" align="middle"  quality="high"  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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4558473116635331977</id><published>2009-08-05T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:42:22.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>Motivation...</title><content type='html'>Ever find it hard to get motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding it hard these days. My personal life is perfect, but my professional life is in shambles. Yes, shambles! I am one of those moms that enjoys working. Sure I've considered becoming a Stay at home mom on occassion. It may be fun at first, but I would feel extremely awkward after a while. A happy medium to my hectic life would probably be a part-time job. Has anyone ever heard of a part-time teacher? Of course not, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scoop. My husband travels tons for work. 6 months of heavy-duty travel in the middle of my 9 month school schedule is hard on all of us. My 5 year old, my 2 year old, my husband and sometimes I feel like mostly ME! At my school they have arrangements to help me manage it all. (i.e. first period off so that I can drop off the kids and still get to school on time for my next class and the last period off every other day to help me with getting my "school work" done.) Well, last year's budget cuts took away that last period. It happened mid-year and it was rough, but I managed. John only had 2 months left of traveling and I made it through. I've always taught 8th grade and one of my personal goals has been to come closer to home. Right now, I work a 35 mile round trip to and from work. I went to my principal at the end of the school year and informed her, as an employee should, that I would be exploring opportunities closer to home and my kids during the day. She was so inappropriate about the whole thing. In a nutshell, she told me she didn't care if I came or went. That I am filled with scheduling drama anyway and that she does not feel like dealing with it anymore. Yes, she is a female and she did have children eons ago. I told her I would let her know in early July if I found something and that otherwise, I would be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten various phonecalls this summer from my dept. head. Basically, because of my honesty, I have been given more duties than I had before and she refuses to make any changes knowing my situation here at home. I will now teach two different grades, God knows how many levels and 6 periods of the day. The only thing that she did let me keep was 1st period off to drop off the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not only won't I have the time to do my work at school, they are adding extra work for me to do. I don't get it. I wasn't threatening to leave. I was trying to be closer to my kids and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, around this time, I go out and buy myself some inspiring new clothes, shoes and school supplies. I have absolutely not motivation to do any of it. I am upset, hurt and feel extremely betrayed. I am one those few employees that follows every rule and for some reason I can't do something, I come clean right away. I've been at my school 5 years now. My first class group is going into 11th grade. Is this all fair? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't wonder where my motivation has gone...I've basically just expressed and realized where it went. Down the tubes of dissatisfaction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4558473116635331977?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4558473116635331977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4558473116635331977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4558473116635331977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4558473116635331977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/08/motivation.html' title='Motivation...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5667392433635572320</id><published>2009-08-04T08:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:14:28.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Florangel: Aruba 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;object name="Slideshow" id="Slideshow" width="425" height="425" align="middle" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8CYs3Ldo0aN9S" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed id="Slideshow"  width="425" height="425" name="Slideshow" align="middle"  quality="high"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  flashvars="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8CYs3Ldo0aN9S"  pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer"  allowscriptaccess="always"  allowfullscreen="true"  bgcolor="#869ca7"  src="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="width:425px;margin-top:0;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CYs3Ldo0aN9S&amp;eid=115"&gt;Click here to view these pictures larger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" border="0" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;c1=pictures&amp;c2=blogger" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5667392433635572320?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5667392433635572320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5667392433635572320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5667392433635572320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5667392433635572320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-from-florangel-aruba-2009.html' title='Pictures from Florangel: Aruba 2009'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2328500955354863603</id><published>2009-07-25T09:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:59:10.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Threes of ME</title><content type='html'>We are using honesty policy. So, if you are reading this you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with the 3's of YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flower&lt;br /&gt;2. Flor&lt;br /&gt;3. Le Fleur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Jobs I have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Administrative Asst.&lt;br /&gt;2. Public Relations Rep.&lt;br /&gt;3. Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Places I have lived (all in Miami. FL):&lt;br /&gt;1. Kendall&lt;br /&gt;2. Kendall&lt;br /&gt;3. Kendall (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Favorite drinks:&lt;br /&gt;1. Water&lt;br /&gt;2. Iced-Tea&lt;br /&gt;3. Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three TV Shows that I watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;2. Entourage&lt;br /&gt;3. True Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I have been:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tahiti&lt;br /&gt;2. NYC&lt;br /&gt;3. Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that text me regularly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. John&lt;br /&gt;2. Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;3. Larissa/Kismet (tied for 3rd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My mom's or grandma's cooking&lt;br /&gt;2. Italian&lt;br /&gt;3. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three friends I think will respond&lt;br /&gt;1. Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;2. Kismet&lt;br /&gt;3. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things I am looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;1. My trip to Aruba in 3 days&lt;br /&gt;2. My trip to bimini when I get back from Aruba&lt;br /&gt;3. Being entirely debt-free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SmsOlUB24lI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ABV7jnuc68M/s1600-h/IMG_5045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SmsOlUB24lI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ABV7jnuc68M/s320/IMG_5045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362395815509156434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2328500955354863603?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2328500955354863603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2328500955354863603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2328500955354863603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2328500955354863603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/07/threes-of-me.html' title='Threes of ME'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SmsOlUB24lI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ABV7jnuc68M/s72-c/IMG_5045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-103124644898745751</id><published>2009-07-24T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:24:24.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On my mind...</title><content type='html'>Lots of the things are on my mind lately. So much that the stress is killing my shoulders and neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thing are falling into place for us right now and so many things still seem so far away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in so long. I've tried to update with pictures, but I know it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I get to such a low point sometimes that I just stop whining. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to whine about, right? I mean, we are all healthy, bills are paid and I am almost debt-free. Like I mentioned, so many things falling to place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unhappy about work and I don't know what to do about it. For one, right now is not the time to quit, but when it is, will I be ready? Is it selfish of me to still want to have something for me? That I want to feel like a contributor financially? I know that SAHM (stay at home moms) do contribute to the house, don't get me wrong, but I like that I can escape even though I don't LOVE some aspects of my job. I love the teaching aspect. I love the kids. God, they drive me nuts, but I do love them. I feel that we learn so much from eachother. What I do hate is the administrative end of it all. I hate that because I put my family first, I am penalized/punished. I hate that because I am upfront and honest, I am penalized/punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also lonely. I miss my husband. I hate that he travels so much. Yes, I knew it was going to be like this when I signed on the dotted line. I am happy he is living out his dream career, but what about me? I am here. Managing a highly demanding full time job and two kids. Everything, at least I feel, falls on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a heads up on the perculating thoughts in my head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-103124644898745751?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/103124644898745751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=103124644898745751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/103124644898745751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/103124644898745751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-my-mind.html' title='On my mind...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-307300828797727136</id><published>2009-07-23T10:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:06:18.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>I've Realized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SmhuCemXXMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ofw9PSu9EDE/s1600-h/0901030041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SmhuCemXXMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ofw9PSu9EDE/s320/0901030041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361656345237347522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note completing the 36 "I’ve come to realize." At the end, choose the friends you want to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you or I knew you way back when and am interested in what life has taught you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've come to realize that my chest-size..&lt;br /&gt;will not change unless I pay to have it changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I've come to realize that my job...&lt;br /&gt;has its pros and its cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I've come to realize that when I'm driving...&lt;br /&gt;I get my best ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've come to realize that I need....&lt;br /&gt;nothing really other than my family to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've come to realize that I have lost...&lt;br /&gt;lots of things, but nothing that truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've come to realize that I hate it when...&lt;br /&gt;people chat on cell phones while driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk...&lt;br /&gt;I have a blast when in the right company! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've come to realize that money...&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I've come to realize that certain people...&lt;br /&gt;are just not good. That my idea of everyone being "good" is very naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've come to realize that I'll always ..&lt;br /&gt;love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I've come to realize that my sibling(s)...&lt;br /&gt;aren't lovey, dovey, "be-there-for-you"individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I've come to realize that my mom...&lt;br /&gt;is a strong and amazing woman when all is said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I've come to realize that my cell phone...&lt;br /&gt;has become a need to have more than a want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning..&lt;br /&gt;my husband was not in the bed. I miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I checked on the kids, kissed them, tucked them, and set the alarm. I also grabbed my "power bat"! :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking...&lt;br /&gt;about what the kids and I will do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I've come to realize that my dad...&lt;br /&gt;is a very easy-going, big-hearted man. - this is about the dad that raised me, not the one that made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to connecting with friends without having to interrupt my family life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I've come to realize that today...&lt;br /&gt;is a new day and could be the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I've come to realize that tonight...&lt;br /&gt;I may start a scrapbook for my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I've come to realize that tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;I am hanging with my girls and their kids and that I am one day closer to my husband and Aruba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I've come to realize that I really want to...&lt;br /&gt;just be HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is..&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I've come to realize that life...&lt;br /&gt;has ups and downs and that you need to learn from the downs to enjoy the ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I've come to realize that this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;my hubby will be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I've realized the best music to listen to when I am upset...&lt;br /&gt;angry girl music...gotta love me some Britney and Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I've come to realize that my friends...&lt;br /&gt;are few, but PERFECT! (there are chosen few, you know who you ARE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I've come to realize that this year...&lt;br /&gt;is just beginning (unfortunately I look at years in terms of school years and not months LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I've come to realize that my exes...&lt;br /&gt;were life lessons for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I've come to realize that maybe I should...&lt;br /&gt;not go shopping today for those bags that I want but don't need. (those that know my husband will understand this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I've come to realize that I love...&lt;br /&gt;John, John Jr., Gianna, and Broadway more than words can express. Yes, my dog is included. Not to mention my parents and in-laws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I've come to realize that I don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;how so many people out there really could care less about their own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I've come to realize my past...&lt;br /&gt;has made me who I am today. I've learned and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I've come to realize that parties...&lt;br /&gt;are a lot of work to throw, and lots of fun to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified...&lt;br /&gt;of dying and not seeing my kids' biggest milestones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I've come to realize that my life...&lt;br /&gt;is complete. I have everything a woman could ask for and then some. I hate myself for complaining sometimes. It isn't the easiest life, but it's mine. My kids and family are healthy. I LOVE and am LOVED! 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Dream...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought about your dreams as a young girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't every girl just absolutely dream of living a "Cinderella-type Fairy Tale"? I mean for as long as I can remember, all I ever wanted was to be a princess. I wanted a Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet and take me away from anything bad that I had ever faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to that? Life as we know it. We become so jaded as we get older. We don't realize that there really isn't a "Happily Ever After", but more of an "Almost Happily Ever After." Somehow, we are constantly searching for that Happiness that we don't even know what it really consists of. Have you ever sat and said, I am entirely happy with every aspect of my life right now? Probably not. There is always something we want to perfect or get better. I think we are so busy focusing on that we forget all the things we do have take us to the "almost" level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie. I am a mere 33 years old. I've hardly lived enough to have been through horrible things. I didn't endure slavery, segregation, or the holocaust. I am glad I didn't. I am way to kindhearted to watch others be hurt for no reason other than the color of their skin or religious choice. I haven't witnessed a war firsthand. Sure, our country is at war and has been at war, but I have not been there to see what it really consists of. My best knowledge of war is through movies like "The Patriot" or "Saving Private Ryan." Both extremely gruesome, tear jerkers for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this? Because I am happy. I've had my share of heartache. Some of which I don't wish to publicize, some of which, if you know me personally,you know have been painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a home. It doesn't have a picket fence and a garden, but it's a home, not just a house. I have healthy kids. They are not perfect and there are days that I wonder where they came from, but they are mine and I love every inch of their abstract personalities. I have my Prince Charming. He doesn't take away the bad, but we face it together, hand in hand and roll with the punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can a girl ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I get all this because I know what it's like to be alone, to lose someone you love, to be with someone that doesn't stand by your side or even worse to be knocked off of your dream horse when you think you are capable to taking anything on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2943157454057987441?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2943157454057987441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2943157454057987441&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2943157454057987441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2943157454057987441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-womans-dream.html' title='Every Woman&apos;s Dream...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4923510539143192185</id><published>2009-04-09T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:35:21.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_mamgeuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/WmfqecOwJ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_mamgeuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/WmfqecOwJ4Y/s320/IMG_4289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322761738806917858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_mPAKIdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1nRlwJyAj1A/s1600-h/IMG_4272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_mPAKIdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1nRlwJyAj1A/s320/IMG_4272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322761735693279698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_l6JbRHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fJ0-eVUgY7I/s1600-h/IMG_4246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_l6JbRHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fJ0-eVUgY7I/s320/IMG_4246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322761730095006834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_ltAHbHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-OuI_PdAQPY/s1600-h/IMG_4221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_ltAHbHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-OuI_PdAQPY/s320/IMG_4221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322761726566296690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_ldhq9fI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VUtCH82seho/s1600-h/IMG_4201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_ldhq9fI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VUtCH82seho/s320/IMG_4201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322761722412070386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our Spring Break pictures. We did what is a called a "Stay-Cation." We rented on Miami Beach for 4 days and it was GREAT to be together and enjoy some time away from the everyday grind. Our staycation was cut in half because of cold-front. Who the heck would've thought there would be a cold front in the middle of April here??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4923510539143192185?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4923510539143192185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4923510539143192185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4923510539143192185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4923510539143192185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-2009.html' title='Spring Break 2009'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sd4_mamgeuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/WmfqecOwJ4Y/s72-c/IMG_4289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4682819491526237176</id><published>2009-04-09T14:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:22:26.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Thinking...</title><content type='html'>I was just on facebook and I really enjoy just checking out everyone's photos. It's so nice to keep in touch with people through their pictures even though you really can't sit, chat or hang out all the time. It's also my "adult interaction" with John away so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that I am always complaining about being "alone" and reality is that I am not alone. I have a family. I have my parents alive and well, my in-laws are incredible people, my kids (aka Joeys), and my wonderful husband. Sure, John travels a lot for work and a lot of times I am managing a lot more than I can handle, but I always have someone to call. Well, today I was perusing someone's pictures and realized how lonely this one friend must be. She's on vacation ALONE! Her family is half way across the world and I've never heard her complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things like these happen to good people? She seems happy alone, but I am sure she wouldn't mind someone to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just really grateful for everything I have. John is right. I am so spoiled and sheltered sometimes I don't realize how superficial I sound. I'm not really superficial, but I can see why someone would think that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4682819491526237176?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4682819491526237176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4682819491526237176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4682819491526237176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4682819491526237176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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together and I feel like I am busting at the seams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to respect and manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does every work place or school have to have cliques?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there always the popular people and the unpopular people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do children have to get picked on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are kids these days so not motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to "outdoor" summers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are parents so caught up in keeping their kids happy if we still don't even know what happiness really is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it all relative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my mom get so consumed by my sister that she forgets that the rest of us need her too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always question my instincts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my brother on my mind so much lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just let certain things go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I rest on the one day that I am kid-free if rest is all I've wanted for the last 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making the right decisions when it comes to parenting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is setting high standards for your children a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is having a reaction/consequence, whether it be good or bad, wrong for every reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone offer empty threats?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1978767416935115456?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1978767416935115456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1978767416935115456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sb7Ku9eV_OI/AAAAAAAAAWc/cMh0H7q8UE8/s320/IMG_3954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313907518468390114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my posts that is. Everything else in my life is non-stop constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just get on here when I need a moment to vent or let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John's season is almost done. Thank God! I thought this was supposed to get easier?? I feel it is just as hectic every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update with some pics first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I posted it was New Years. That leaves me with 3 months of catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me try to do chose a pic for each month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3989196146132154201?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3989196146132154201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3989196146132154201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3989196146132154201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3989196146132154201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-ive-been-slacking.html' title='So, I&apos;ve been slacking...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/Sb7KwpINQzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/JI-oPts09l8/s72-c/IMG_4029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2033617516697894272</id><published>2009-01-05T08:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:33:54.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I've been so caught up in other things, that I never posted our New Year's Pictures. We started it off with family. My brother and sister and law had a party at their house. It was GREAT! It was the first time ever the kids were up so late. They were happy to comply and had no problems staying up.  They did crash in the car on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB2H1Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kMDk5BuymDQ/s1600-h/IMG_3842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB2H1Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kMDk5BuymDQ/s320/IMG_3842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292998228881934290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB157tNwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0GLsijlAs5c/s1600-h/IMG_3841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB157tNwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0GLsijlAs5c/s320/IMG_3841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292998225151473410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1jIrilI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GrWvqnJnX4g/s1600-h/IMG_3800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1jIrilI/AAAAAAAAAVM/GrWvqnJnX4g/s320/IMG_3800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292998219031874130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1RnX50I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ivv6ta3uOQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1RnX50I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ivv6ta3uOQ8/s320/IMG_3799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292998214328772418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1NAbJpI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I2qhkyPNrRQ/s1600-h/IMG_3777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB1NAbJpI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I2qhkyPNrRQ/s320/IMG_3777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292998213091665554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2033617516697894272?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2033617516697894272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2033617516697894272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2033617516697894272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2033617516697894272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SXSB2H1Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kMDk5BuymDQ/s72-c/IMG_3842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-7425986931739151343</id><published>2008-12-28T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:58:35.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hormonal</title><content type='html'>I find that these last few days I've put myself on an emotional roller coaster. No one has insulted or hurt me other than my vivid imagination. I've also found out that my monthly friend is playing a big role in this emotional roller coaster of mine. Why? Why are women subjected to this one time a month (once in a blue moon for me thanks to Mirena)? I swear I appear to be this unstable, crazy lady that can't handle some quiet time. I've made a mountain out of a mole-hill and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone ever reach that point where you can't stand yourself? Don't misunderstand me. I am generally a good person. Sometimes too good. I am constantly putting myself last and others needs first. I am guessing that so much of that takes it's toll when I am hormonal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I can sit and find at least 10 things about myself that I am not happy with. At least a New Year is a few days away and I can resolve to change those things, right? I mean, I can lose weight, eliminate debt, save money, and some how fix my sagging body and crows feet. LOL! I am guessing now you are understanding why I this blog is titled "Diary of a Drama Queen...". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do see the good in my life. I've written about that before. So, don't automatically assume that I am self-absorbed, selfish individual filled with shallow thoughts. I am not at all like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now that I've released this, I will feel better. I am not even an emotional eater. I haven't really pigged out in days. I have a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Hey, at least that will help with the weight loss resolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-7425986931739151343?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/7425986931739151343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=7425986931739151343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7425986931739151343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7425986931739151343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/hormonal.html' title='Hormonal'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-930646174455257064</id><published>2008-12-27T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T08:43:32.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2008'/><title type='text'>Christmas Morning at our house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv2WTRxhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rCBXSfFPpFw/s1600-h/IMG_3720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv2WTRxhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rCBXSfFPpFw/s320/IMG_3720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284463823511733778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv14tnAwI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rXasSiVQxhM/s1600-h/IMG_3727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv14tnAwI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rXasSiVQxhM/s320/IMG_3727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284463815569113858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv1XCnn3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ABz2GuaMfLE/s1600-h/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv1XCnn3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ABz2GuaMfLE/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284463806530428786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv00Sa0sI/AAAAAAAAAUc/D0eibA1OWzw/s1600-h/IMG_3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv00Sa0sI/AAAAAAAAAUc/D0eibA1OWzw/s320/IMG_3697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284463797201457858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv0lXYr8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/c78abUqS_mk/s1600-h/IMG_3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv0lXYr8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/c78abUqS_mk/s320/IMG_3702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284463793195757506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-930646174455257064?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/930646174455257064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=930646174455257064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/930646174455257064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/930646174455257064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-morning-at-our-house.html' title='Christmas Morning at our house!'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SVYv2WTRxhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rCBXSfFPpFw/s72-c/IMG_3720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6946276829536842013</id><published>2008-12-26T22:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:39:33.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Stolen Quiz - 1 WORD</title><content type='html'>Where is your cell phone? Diaper Bag&lt;br /&gt;Your hair? up&lt;br /&gt;Your mother? home&lt;br /&gt;Your father? birthday&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite thing? life&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night? none&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal? happiness&lt;br /&gt;The room you're in? living&lt;br /&gt;Your fear? lizards&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? alive&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? here&lt;br /&gt;What you're not? stupid&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? ok&lt;br /&gt;One of your wish list items? superficial&lt;br /&gt;Where you grew up? Miami&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you did? laundry&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing? pajamas&lt;br /&gt;Your TV? off&lt;br /&gt;Your pet? yorkie&lt;br /&gt;Your computer? dell&lt;br /&gt;Your life? hectic&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? blah&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? yes!&lt;br /&gt;Your car? outside&lt;br /&gt;Something you're not wearing? bra &lt;br /&gt;Your summer? Incredible&lt;br /&gt;Love someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? Blue&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you laughed? today&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried? today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6946276829536842013?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6946276829536842013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6946276829536842013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6946276829536842013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6946276829536842013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/stolen-quiz-1-word.html' title='Stolen Quiz - 1 WORD'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-9181439099073454918</id><published>2008-12-21T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:59:06.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2008'/><title type='text'>In the Spirit of the Season...</title><content type='html'>We took some great Christmas Portraits. I must admit that I "personally" don't love them. Have a looksy for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the kids posing by the tree last night. I think they are AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R28Gqf1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/8mfDKsD3nXY/s1600-h/IMG_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R28Gqf1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/8mfDKsD3nXY/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282319785985212242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R2Ud40VI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WpPkSqSFCZI/s1600-h/IMG_3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R2Ud40VI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WpPkSqSFCZI/s320/IMG_3614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282319775345201490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R2M0VexI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HT-HSvEYJqs/s1600-h/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R2M0VexI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HT-HSvEYJqs/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282319773291870994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R17z0ecI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VRVeVhSwZkQ/s1600-h/Christmas22008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R17z0ecI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VRVeVhSwZkQ/s320/Christmas22008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282319768726305218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R08UZ7AI/AAAAAAAAATs/lQptNOTUHMk/s1600-h/Christmas2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R08UZ7AI/AAAAAAAAATs/lQptNOTUHMk/s320/Christmas2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282319751683107842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-9181439099073454918?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/9181439099073454918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=9181439099073454918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/9181439099073454918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/9181439099073454918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-spirit-of-season.html' title='In the Spirit of the Season...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SU6R28Gqf1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/8mfDKsD3nXY/s72-c/IMG_3618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1576876133458120774</id><published>2008-12-20T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:19:56.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Horoscope.</title><content type='html'>Only to confirm that I cannot heal the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Florangel,&lt;br /&gt;Here is your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;for Saturday, December 20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to accept the status quo today, even if it feels a bit unfair to you. Things are what they are today, but you can at least file away your grievance for later, when you can do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1576876133458120774?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1576876133458120774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1576876133458120774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1576876133458120774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1576876133458120774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today&apos;s Horoscope.'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-960207611229803179</id><published>2008-12-20T08:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:17:29.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch'/><title type='text'>Touched</title><content type='html'>Today I sit here typing this after probably what I would label as a "bad-week". Gianna had a stomach flu, Jr. has had a sore throat and on again off again fever, and now I feel horrid! All this of course, while John is away. I try not to complain when he calls. At the end of the day, he is working and not out partying. I will admit that I am slightly envious of his midday naps and quiet time. Shhh! He doesn't have to know. I am sure it would be the same on his end if the tables were turned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been affected by something in the news. Caylee Anthony's (http://www.insideedition.com/news.aspx?storyID=2455) body being found hurts me so deep. How could a mother do such a thing??? I am alone with my kids off and on for 6 months of the year. I won't say that times are not trying and things are always peachy, but geez, I would never even think. I guess what gets me the most is that I had held out hope that she had either given her away to someone or sold her. Not the perfect scenario either, but better than killing her. For Pete's sake, she could've given Caylee up to her mother. The next issue is that the body had been spotted back in August by the same person and Law Enforcement did nothing. They claimed to have checked the area and found nothing. What a crock?!? Has everyone just stopped caring??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I find solace at night when I put my daughter down for bed. You see we have a radio in Gigi's room. WE have since she was born. She was a colicky baby and at times the constant music/background noise would help soothe her. We always have it on an easy-listening station. That easy listening station has the best host in the evening when I am putting Gianna down. Her name is Delilah(http://www.delilah.com/home/home.html). During the show people can call and make dedications. Dedications range from celebrating a long-awaited adoption to having lost the one you love. She is amazing. She calls herself the "Queen of Sappy Love Songs". She has a song for every moment that life throws at you. Last night, listening to people pour their hearts out on the radio made me realize that the world is not only filled with Casey Anthonys. There are actually good mothers and fathers out there and not all children are suffering. I was touched and I needed that. I don't know if Delilah plays in your area. If she doesn't, check out her site, she will touch you as well. Especially during these very trying times when we think there is not any good left in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-960207611229803179?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/960207611229803179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=960207611229803179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/960207611229803179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/960207611229803179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/touched.html' title='Touched'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-7027767586711953910</id><published>2008-12-12T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:58:20.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>7 Tag</title><content type='html'>I read this Bridget's blog, so I guess I am tagged. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 tag&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7 Things I can do&lt;br /&gt;1. be a mommy&lt;br /&gt;2. multitask&lt;br /&gt;3. organize&lt;br /&gt;4. take photos&lt;br /&gt;5. smile&lt;br /&gt;6. adore my children&lt;br /&gt;7. laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I cannot do&lt;br /&gt;1. whistle&lt;br /&gt;2. ice skate&lt;br /&gt;3. go to bed with dirty dishes in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;4. sing...well&lt;br /&gt;5. lie well&lt;br /&gt;6. not spend money&lt;br /&gt;7. wear heals &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I always say&lt;br /&gt;1. awesome&lt;br /&gt;2. in other words&lt;br /&gt;3. no-no Gianna&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;5. I love you&lt;br /&gt;6. where's your...&lt;br /&gt;7. yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I can always eat&lt;br /&gt;1. sushi&lt;br /&gt;2. salads&lt;br /&gt;3. italian&lt;br /&gt;4. chocolate&lt;br /&gt;5. pizza&lt;br /&gt;6. chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;7. plantain chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I love to do&lt;br /&gt;1. cuddle with John &amp; Gigi&lt;br /&gt;2. stay home and play with John &amp; Gigi&lt;br /&gt;3. talk to my mom everyday&lt;br /&gt;4. scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;5. take pictures&lt;br /&gt;6. spend time with John Sr.&lt;br /&gt;7. hang out with my girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 People I tag&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE! If you read this, consider yourself TAGGED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-7027767586711953910?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/7027767586711953910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=7027767586711953910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7027767586711953910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7027767586711953910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/7-tag.html' title='7 Tag'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8117838962602685956</id><published>2008-12-06T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:11:33.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>My latest work...</title><content type='html'>So, we all know the economy is bad and blah blah blah. I am so sick of hearing it already. Well, I decided to try and make my son's teacher's gifts this year. I have to thank some of my bestest friends for the guidance. I couldn't have made these without them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John couldn't believe I made them. How dare he doubt me? Now, he wants to put me to work selling them...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/STqHZ1VAKNI/AAAAAAAAATk/RsfO6hhT1qU/s1600-h/IMG_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/STqHZ1VAKNI/AAAAAAAAATk/RsfO6hhT1qU/s320/IMG_3519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276678791299606738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/STqHZh9eFUI/AAAAAAAAATc/wYg44oov3ho/s1600-h/IMG_3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/STqHZh9eFUI/AAAAAAAAATc/wYg44oov3ho/s320/IMG_3518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276678786100630850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8117838962602685956?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8117838962602685956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8117838962602685956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8117838962602685956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8117838962602685956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-latest-work.html' title='My latest work...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/STqHZ1VAKNI/AAAAAAAAATk/RsfO6hhT1qU/s72-c/IMG_3519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4012858072027945299</id><published>2008-11-20T07:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:43:41.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving thanks'/><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>I've sat around the last few days closely analyzing my life and its contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is healthy. I mean my "ENTIRE" family (mom, dad,in-laws,kids). That is one thing I am so very grateful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these tough economic times, we are still paying our mortgage and house bills. I am not saying we don't struggle, but the fact remains that nothing is ever late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my job is challenging at times (adolescent 14 year olds are a  handful), I am lucky to have it. I am lucky to maybe be the person that inspires these kids. I sometimes care too much and it affects me, but who wouldn't be affected, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these cold times, I am thankful to live in a place like Miami. 52 degrees is freezing for us. I am living it right now, but I know that in a few days I can wear my shorts and tank tops again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, I am thankful for my friends. In the last 4 years I've made some amazing friends. We stick up for each other and help each other out. I've learned the true meaning and value of "real friends".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4012858072027945299?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4012858072027945299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4012858072027945299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4012858072027945299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4012858072027945299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3113189529943431350</id><published>2008-11-10T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:49:41.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ever wonder...</title><content type='html'>Where your life would be without all the mistakes? If you are currently at your "happy place", but didn't struggle to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packing up some scrapbooking stuff and found some stuff that shouldn't even be around. Nothing incriminating, or horrible...just pictures of me during another chapter of my life. Just me alone. It's funny because I "looked" happy, but I know that I wasn't. So scary! AT that moment in time, I thought my decisions/choices were all I had. Boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret is the word I am thinking. But is it good to regret 5 years of my life because I feel they were wasted on the WRONG person? Maybe I grew up during those 5 years? Maybe the final blow made me who I am today? Maybe I needed to experience all that to appreciate what I have today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is rambling to everyone that doesn't me personally. If you do know me, the real me, you know exactly what I am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I should've followed my heart and not my head. I've never been one to care what people thought, and the one time I did care, it blew up in my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3113189529943431350?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3113189529943431350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3113189529943431350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3113189529943431350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3113189529943431350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/11/ever-wonder.html' title='Ever wonder...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5600310092471521085</id><published>2008-11-09T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:04:53.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearbook Yourself</title><content type='html'>So, I have a facebook account and a few friends recommended that I "yearbook myself." I was definitely born within the right era. I would've never gotten married. I look hideous! LOL! Enjoy! If you want to do it, go to www.yearbookyourself.com. Let me know you did it, so that I can check yours out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfx4P-alI/AAAAAAAAATU/ub1MYQeOaco/s1600-h/1974"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfx4P-alI/AAAAAAAAATU/ub1MYQeOaco/s320/1974" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266642862262348370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfx3JyfTI/AAAAAAAAATM/nnS6GF_rRX0/s1600-h/1984"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfx3JyfTI/AAAAAAAAATM/nnS6GF_rRX0/s320/1984" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266642861967965490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxq7nXzI/AAAAAAAAATE/RaCcAAIiBKg/s1600-h/1986"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxq7nXzI/AAAAAAAAATE/RaCcAAIiBKg/s320/1986" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266642858687291186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxgxjmpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Szav1h8CxjA/s1600-h/1978"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxgxjmpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Szav1h8CxjA/s320/1978" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266642855960746642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxdDaUHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DU-nfYyPV7w/s1600-h/1950"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfxdDaUHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DU-nfYyPV7w/s320/1950" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266642854961893490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5600310092471521085?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5600310092471521085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5600310092471521085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5600310092471521085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5600310092471521085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/11/yearbook-yourself.html' title='Yearbook Yourself'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SRbfx4P-alI/AAAAAAAAATU/ub1MYQeOaco/s72-c/1974' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5506328778845622493</id><published>2008-11-02T10:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:55:13.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>My Latest Work...</title><content type='html'>Here are some Layouts I've done in the last two months...this is my "creative outlet"&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea on how to turn the ones that are facing the wrong direction...so, pls forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SgpcmQII/AAAAAAAAASs/CVovq0KIzmY/s1600-h/IMG_3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SgpcmQII/AAAAAAAAASs/CVovq0KIzmY/s320/IMG_3388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094997789425794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SgAicz8I/AAAAAAAAASk/tPC14XlZFDo/s1600-h/IMG_3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SgAicz8I/AAAAAAAAASk/tPC14XlZFDo/s320/IMG_3387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094986808119234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SfrySc1I/AAAAAAAAASc/XzAISwWjz8c/s1600-h/IMG_3386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SfrySc1I/AAAAAAAAASc/XzAISwWjz8c/s320/IMG_3386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094981237404498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3Qb2FoYsI/AAAAAAAAASU/X9caUP1JCQc/s1600-h/IMG_3385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3Qb2FoYsI/AAAAAAAAASU/X9caUP1JCQc/s320/IMG_3385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092716260156098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3Qbq99xhI/AAAAAAAAASM/fPbL3Sy9Soc/s1600-h/IMG_3384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3Qbq99xhI/AAAAAAAAASM/fPbL3Sy9Soc/s320/IMG_3384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092713275213330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QbA5dGAI/AAAAAAAAASE/0GwJ8vKswyw/s1600-h/IMG_3383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QbA5dGAI/AAAAAAAAASE/0GwJ8vKswyw/s320/IMG_3383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092701982005250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QapTeJeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MK7zu9Lrwyo/s1600-h/IMG_3382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QapTeJeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MK7zu9Lrwyo/s320/IMG_3382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092695648675298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QaV8PXHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FWNAplYuhOs/s1600-h/IMG_3381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3QaV8PXHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FWNAplYuhOs/s320/IMG_3381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092690450963570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5506328778845622493?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5506328778845622493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5506328778845622493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5506328778845622493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5506328778845622493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-latest-work.html' title='My Latest Work...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQ3SgpcmQII/AAAAAAAAASs/CVovq0KIzmY/s72-c/IMG_3388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-8708651543803371802</id><published>2008-11-01T08:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:23:38.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween around here last year was a complete wash out due to a massive storm. Gigi didn't get her costume on it was so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was looking bleak because of illnes. Gianna's had a mix of things this week that weren't very good. We were so happy that she was better enough to go trick-or-treating with her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my little ghouls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTtwJ8x_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Hw0KFJa8aoQ/s1600-h/IMG_3347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTtwJ8x_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Hw0KFJa8aoQ/s320/IMG_3347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674109975119858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTryO-kaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/pRM_cM7gVCY/s1600-h/IMG_3345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTryO-kaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/pRM_cM7gVCY/s320/IMG_3345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674076173341090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTrfqywyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NAOBWGz9ix4/s1600-h/IMG_3333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTrfqywyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NAOBWGz9ix4/s320/IMG_3333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674071189734178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTrGdDAfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9IHb8n1tLD4/s1600-h/IMG_3330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTrGdDAfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9IHb8n1tLD4/s320/IMG_3330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674064421192178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTqxT5kxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9ToNGeuZDCI/s1600-h/IMG_3324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTqxT5kxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/9ToNGeuZDCI/s320/IMG_3324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263674058745680658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-8708651543803371802?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/8708651543803371802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=8708651543803371802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8708651543803371802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/8708651543803371802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/11/happiest-halloween.html' title='The Happiest Halloween'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SQxTtwJ8x_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Hw0KFJa8aoQ/s72-c/IMG_3347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4244728610282705440</id><published>2008-11-01T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:28:51.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyber Journal'/><title type='text'>Cyber Journal</title><content type='html'>November 1 - When I need time for myself...I go for a walk or a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2 - If I could live anywhere I would stay in Miami. I love it here. I love that everyone is complaining about snow and we have sunshine all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 3 - I really miss...my brother. I wish I would have had a chance to see him as a young adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 4 - I never expected...to be married with two kids. Growing up I was so anti-family. I am guessing it stemmed from growing up in such a "full" household that all I ever really longed for was peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 5 - An unusual day in my life is peaceful and uneventful! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something few people realize about me &lt;br /&gt;I wish I weren't so...Obsessive Compulsive. &lt;br /&gt;One of my best points is...being so organized.&lt;br /&gt;One of my most important goals is...making my family work. I work really hard at making sure we are ALL happy. &lt;br /&gt;I dream that one day...we will be financially sound. &lt;br /&gt;What makes me feel proud is my family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm alive when my kids tell me they love me or hug and kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;Some little things I often forget to enjoy the company of those I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4244728610282705440?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4244728610282705440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4244728610282705440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4244728610282705440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4244728610282705440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/06/cyber-journal_09.html' title='Cyber Journal'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2953923193920600488</id><published>2008-10-30T06:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:26:07.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>I've been bit by the Twilight bug</title><content type='html'>I am not a big fan of fads. My mom raised to me to lead and not follow. This sometimes has made me a "go-against-the-grain" type of person. Some people love this about me, and others hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am following a fad. My students were raving about it so much I decided to dip my toe into the water and check it out. At the end of the day I just wanted to see what was actually motivating them to pick up a darn book. All I can say is "WOW"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life doesn't allow much time for stuff I enjoy like reading, I've found the time! I am on page 200 and every night I go to sleep thirsty (no pun intended) for more. Could this introvert girl meets vampire book be the next best thing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I am depriving myself of my precious sleep to read it. With that I say it all. I will be analyzing and posting more soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I owe, I owe, it's off to work I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2953923193920600488?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2953923193920600488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2953923193920600488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2953923193920600488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2953923193920600488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-bit-by-twilight-bug.html' title='I&apos;ve been bit by the Twilight bug'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1756343493756902889</id><published>2008-10-26T16:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:53:19.668-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>In the spirit of Halloween...</title><content type='html'>WHAT IMAGE STUCK WITH YOU THE LONGEST? WRITE ABOUT THE SCARIEST MOVIE YOU EVER SAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest. I am not a big fan of gore. I don't think I will be too happy when my son uses his "boy" rank and wants to be something yucky for Halloween. To answer the question, Horror Movies have never been my thing. I try not to watch any at all because John is away so much and I think everything is a &lt;em&gt;Chainsaw Massacre scene&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh all you want! The one that shook me up the most at a young age had to be &lt;em&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/em&gt;. Talk about freaking me out. I didn't sleep for weeks. The image of Freddy Krueger coming to get me if I did fall asleep was enough to keep me awake forever. As I got older, I realized just how silly that was. That was the first time I realized that scary movies weren't for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1756343493756902889?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1756343493756902889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1756343493756902889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1756343493756902889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1756343493756902889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-spirit-of-halloween.html' title='In the spirit of Halloween...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6790273827814115381</id><published>2008-10-26T12:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:01:48.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling good...</title><content type='html'>John is home and I feel good. I guess all of my stresses are related to him being away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr. got his first report card and it was PERFECT! I am soooo proud of him. His teacher wrote some very nice comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna is talking more. Thank the good Lord. I was worried about her and the lack of words. I think we are up to at least 10 words already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to scrapbook on Friday night. I got four layouts done. I happen to think they are kick ass. But, I think I am completely biased. I will post some pics in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a UTI. I haven't had one in years. I think my poor diet and drinking habits have contributed. I usually drink a lot of water and I've been slacking on my intake for the last week. I am paying for it now. I've already had 32 ounces of water today. I am getting ready to fill up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of those random posts just to update on my current happenings. I will be back with some of my usual drama queen ramblings soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6790273827814115381?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6790273827814115381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6790273827814115381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6790273827814115381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6790273827814115381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-good.html' title='Feeling good...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4940896747021139611</id><published>2008-10-21T20:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:00:20.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Ever wonder...</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here making sure my kids are out 100% for the night feeling extremely overwhelmed. I wonder if it's too early. I wonder if I am just being my melodramatic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John just started traveling again and I am already on the verge of a breakdown. Last night, at 2am mind you, I had a very sharp pain in my chest when I would lie on my left side. Totally weird and totally got me thinking about ALL I really do handle. I have a to-do list that I can barely keep tabs on. I try not to write it down to not overwhelm myself more, but that method isn't helping because my mind just blanks out when I try to "mentally" run through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna is also developing quite an attitude. She is very bossy. Mind you, she doesn't say much, but still manages to bully her OLDER brother around. She is also having attachment issues. The new thing is to have a total tantrum at the sitter's house every morning when I try to drop her off. She clings to me to the point where she looks like a monkey to a tree. Last week I diverted her attention with food, but that did not work today. She wasn't having any of my distractions. Her tantrums really put me through the ringer. I almost feel guilty. As if, I should've been smart enough to keep myself debt free so that I would've been able to stay home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Jr. is just testing limits. Whenever I ask him to do something instead of doing it he asks "why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you add that to my obnoxious students, my demanding principal, and the fact that I miss my husband terribly and feel incredibly sleep deprived and I have every right to feel just that OVERWHELMED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4940896747021139611?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4940896747021139611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4940896747021139611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4940896747021139611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4940896747021139611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/ever-wonder.html' title='Ever wonder...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1740986447459610306</id><published>2008-10-20T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:47:56.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>What was I thinking...</title><content type='html'>The day I decided to teach 8th Grade?? Everything is turned into something kinky or something sexual. I go out of my way to plan interesting things for them and it always backfires on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's group is out of control. I absolutely abhor my last period of the day. They are labled as "Gifted", but they seem far from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to get this off my chest. I am stuck with them for another 27 weeks, so I just need to vent a little. Thanks for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1740986447459610306?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1740986447459610306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1740986447459610306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1740986447459610306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1740986447459610306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='What was I thinking...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5906909853293161217</id><published>2008-10-19T11:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:16:21.093-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hiding behind a picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SPtM5OewQCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iiQkXm57o8g/s1600-h/Goble+family+040_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SPtM5OewQCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iiQkXm57o8g/s320/Goble+family+040_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258881535908528162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something so tender about this picture. As I mentioned before, my girlfriend Dorothy shot some family portraits of us at a local beach. I love doing this annually, just to see the growth. The previous year we had done it with Gianna in-utero. Well, she was here and mobile this time, and boy did she make her presence known. She was every where. Getting a smile out of her was next to impossible. You will notice few pictures of her "really" smiling. She chose not too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point. This picture was taken as I was trying to distract her from jumping into puddles and interrupting the other pictures being taken. It looks so tender and sweet, but in reality I wanted to choke her. She was spiraling out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture also doesn't reveal the puddle she did manage to jump into 20 minutes later can completely ruining her $35 White Leather Stride Rite sandals. Keep in mind that we are ALL wearing white. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I love this picture because even though she is a trouble-maker that abuses on her older brother, I ADORE HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that she is "feisty" to say the least. I don't ever want her walked on and by the looks and sounds of her, that will be tough to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5906909853293161217?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5906909853293161217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5906909853293161217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5906909853293161217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5906909853293161217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/hiding-behind-picture.html' title='Hiding behind a picture'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SPtM5OewQCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iiQkXm57o8g/s72-c/Goble+family+040_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4985731221241594410</id><published>2008-10-19T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:50:49.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This has to stop...</title><content type='html'>I am officially angry at myself. The last time I said I was going to start posting again was a month ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of posting would probably indicate that I am in a massive slump. I haven't scrapbooked in ages, my blog is 2 months behind, and not to mention my mood. Yes, I am in a slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You might ask...Well, John is back at work again. Basketball season has officially started. I miss him so much. The beginning of the season is always a very difficult adjustment for me. I should be grateful during this hard times. At least both of us have jobs. I have been trying to &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; be the little joiner at work to avoid overwhelming myself. However, my job always manages to screw that up for me. This week alone I had to ask my father-in-law for help in the afternoons with Jr. I have two meetings that came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having some good times with the kids. Gianna is finally trying on some new words for a change and Jr. is really doing well at school. He already knows the Pledge of Allegiance and a bunch of songs. HE also knows A-F and 1-4. He writes them too. I am so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have some great journal topics to answer and as you may have noticed. I got some of our family portraits back on a CD. I totally revamped the intro to this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost your readiness during my hiatus, please come back. I am just battling some good ole' loneliness. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4985731221241594410?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4985731221241594410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4985731221241594410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4985731221241594410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4985731221241594410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-has-to-stop.html' title='This has to stop...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6750486099253300760</id><published>2008-09-18T08:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:23:54.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems  like forever...</title><content type='html'>since I have posted on my own blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many different things going on right now. It's extremely obvious that I am back at work. John leaves on Saturday and won't be back till Thursday night. It's going to be rough, but I am sure I will survive. Honestly, I have no choice but to survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all had some horrible colds. It started with Jr., then Gigi, and me. John is the only one immune to the infamous cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of family portraits to post. I will try to get to all that this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that have been checking for posts, I will be back soon and with a vengeance. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6750486099253300760?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6750486099253300760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6750486099253300760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6750486099253300760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6750486099253300760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/09/seems-like-forever.html' title='Seems  like forever...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6551126953544390952</id><published>2008-08-26T20:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:49:11.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family Portraits...</title><content type='html'>I really don't have time for a formal post. Honestly, I am suffering from a bit of anxiety. Nothing major, just being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the point of this post. A girlfriend of mine, Dorothy, took some family portraits of us at the beach this past weekend. She sent me a few to preview the shoot. This is what we have so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSkTgMcASI/AAAAAAAAANc/JrXOonDA5lo/s1600-h/Goble+family+pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSkTgMcASI/AAAAAAAAANc/JrXOonDA5lo/s320/Goble+family+pic+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238992921505300770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSkT4672kI/AAAAAAAAANk/lERlZBpMrdk/s1600-h/Goble+family+pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSkT4672kI/AAAAAAAAANk/lERlZBpMrdk/s320/Goble+family+pic+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238992928142776898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSka-sVqVI/AAAAAAAAANs/a8Du3eP_ivc/s1600-h/Goble+family+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSka-sVqVI/AAAAAAAAANs/a8Du3eP_ivc/s320/Goble+family+pic+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238993049951250770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6551126953544390952?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6551126953544390952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6551126953544390952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6551126953544390952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6551126953544390952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-portraits.html' title='Family Portraits...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SLSkTgMcASI/AAAAAAAAANc/JrXOonDA5lo/s72-c/Goble+family+pic+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2774140151744461439</id><published>2008-08-21T19:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:12:35.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><title type='text'>First Day of School Pictures</title><content type='html'>It's official my boy is a Kindergartner! He did GREAT with everything. He overcame his button issues (hopefully permanantly) and he told John and I "Mami and Papi, I love you" and stayed without hesitation. NO tears on his part, plenty on mine. What can I say?? My baby boy is no longer a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MW3aCHcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/k5ATRp8jnR4/s1600-h/IMG_3009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MW3aCHcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/k5ATRp8jnR4/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137003648261570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MXAI_OXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XEfpuoNJyGs/s1600-h/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MXAI_OXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XEfpuoNJyGs/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137005992687986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYHN6KKI/AAAAAAAAANE/x-IRva0x8Ag/s1600-h/IMG_3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYHN6KKI/AAAAAAAAANE/x-IRva0x8Ag/s320/IMG_3019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137025072244898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYoTi1fI/AAAAAAAAANM/yEVvdUc6Fk8/s1600-h/IMG_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYoTi1fI/AAAAAAAAANM/yEVvdUc6Fk8/s320/IMG_3020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137033954252274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYzCKUII/AAAAAAAAANU/UWlv1tbYEOE/s1600-h/IMG_3017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MYzCKUII/AAAAAAAAANU/UWlv1tbYEOE/s320/IMG_3017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137036834132098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2774140151744461439?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2774140151744461439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2774140151744461439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2774140151744461439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2774140151744461439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school-pictures.html' title='First Day of School Pictures'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SK4MW3aCHcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/k5ATRp8jnR4/s72-c/IMG_3009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3240125701519003362</id><published>2008-08-19T15:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:02:15.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><title type='text'>Jr. is starting school</title><content type='html'>Back to school around here has been postponed by two days. At least for me. I was set to start on Monday, but Tropical Storm Fay felt that I needed the extra two days off. The good news is that Fay came, went, and all is well. Thank God! We were more ready than we've ever been. We had even invested in accordian shutters over the summer. Honestly, it is a FL must-have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I start school tomorrow not that the storm has come and gone. Thank the good Lord they started tomorrow because one more day and I would've missed my son's first day of school to be at my own. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems excited to say the least. I can't believe how quickly time has passed. He is 4 years and 5 months old. He is attending private school, and they work a year ahead. He will be starting KINDERGARTEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr. is ok with everything but the uniform situation. For those that don't know, my son refuses to wear buttons. No oxfords, polos or anything with a button. We do force him on occassion to wear them, but let's just say the preparation is tiring to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday we decided to try on his uniforms with his "required" shoes to make sure the pants did not need to be altered. This is the initial reaction that we got. All I can say is that I am super happy that John will be handling the drop offs for the first month. I would've suicidal if it was me. At least he will break him in for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmpmYDU4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Bsu6rpnVHpo/s1600-h/IMG_3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmpmYDU4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Bsu6rpnVHpo/s320/IMG_3000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236321487866254210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmp9yrFzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gChRRSIG2Y8/s1600-h/IMG_3001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmp9yrFzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gChRRSIG2Y8/s320/IMG_3001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236321494151927602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmqTEOQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/hevEjXOMubk/s1600-h/IMG_3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmqTEOQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/hevEjXOMubk/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236321499862680514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3240125701519003362?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3240125701519003362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3240125701519003362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3240125701519003362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3240125701519003362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/jr-is-starting-school.html' title='Jr. is starting school'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SKsmpmYDU4I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Bsu6rpnVHpo/s72-c/IMG_3000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1073248260011663452</id><published>2008-08-19T15:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:34:42.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>I've been Tagged (twice)</title><content type='html'>So, in case somebody doesnt know how this works, here are the rules... I have to share 7 facts about me (will do about Gianna also), and then I tagged 7 people letting them know by a comment in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna has a birthmark on her check that looks like a mosquito bite right now. It will eventually be just like the one I have on my right check close to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna has a tough temper. She may look all smiles in pictures, but runs rampant and controls the situations we allow her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna's vocabulary is very limited. She does, however, somehow manage to get her point/request across. We like to say she is gifted when she does this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna must sleep with her blankie. While it is the same type of blankie, mommy rotates the blankies every so often to not create a habit of the same blankie every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna has a "secret" relationship with Broadway, our dog (toy yorkie). It seems like only they understand eachother. He is always following her, and she is always rough-housing him. He loves it. He doesn't allow anyone else to rough him up other than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna is a secret priss. She likes to hide the fact that she is prissy. She will rip off ALL bows I put on her, but quickly come back for me to put them on again. John gets a secret thrill from this and I retaliate when she comes for reapplication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter loves to eat, but is picky at the same time. I think she is going to be one of these "tree-hugging" "organic-loving" people. She eats tons of fruit. The minutes she sees some sort of movement in the kitchen, she is there for dibs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about me,&lt;br /&gt;1 - I suffer from anxiety when things don't go the way I want them to or the way I think would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;2 - No matter how much weight I lose, I always struggle in believing that I am not overweight. I've had two kids and wear a size 6 or 8 (depending on style).&lt;br /&gt;3 - In middle and high school and did some cheerleading and a lot of dance.&lt;br /&gt;4 - I am a sap for old people or children in need. i.e. that kid that tells me he doesn't have lunch money. I will give them mine.&lt;br /&gt;5 - I studied to be a journalist, not a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;6 - My husband and I met while in relationships with other people and somehow found eachother when those relationships ended.&lt;br /&gt;7 - My LOVE for my kids is so strong that sometimes it scares me. I feel like I obsess trying to be perfect for them way too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1073248260011663452?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1073248260011663452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1073248260011663452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1073248260011663452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1073248260011663452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-tagged-twice.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged (twice)'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-171304559037691107</id><published>2008-08-09T09:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:12:58.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually been a GREAT summer. I have reconnected with my husband. He is away so much it seems we get lost at times. All we talk about is bills, the kids, and responsibilities...very mundane stuff. Our vacations have definitely helped rekindle the "us" factor. He tries so hard to please me and put a smile on my face. The best moment for me was falling asleep on his bare chest. His skin has this "manly" scent to it. I love it! I miss that scent so much when he is away. I wish they sold the scent in a bottle. It would really help me get through those nights when he is away and I am so longing for him to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vacations have embedded permanent smiles on our kids' faces for the time being. It is great to watch them enjoy every minute of the vacations. Obviously the beach and Disney topping their lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr. is maturing so fast. In the past few months he has transformed from Yoda to a rockstar. He now dreams of attending camp rock and being as big or bigger than the Jonas Brothers (gotta love Disney channel). My baby boy starts school in 10 days. I picture myself as the sappy mom standing outside the classroom crying like a baby as her son embraces his new surroundings with out hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gianna is growing in leaps and bounds. She is like a sponge these days. She now has a baby (Cabbage Patch baby named after her) and a stroller. She walks around kissing her baby and giving her "leche". The kissing shows me that I have shown her that kind of love. In a secret way, I love watching her give baby "Gigi" love. It reflects the way I give her love.  She says very few things still, but I know her vocabulary will explode soon. She says, and not on command or always at the right time, "mama, papa, bye, go-go, stop, baby, tete".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will soon post some pics capturing the moments/thoughts I have described above. All I can say is vacation has been cleansing to ALL of our souls. We are a happier and tighter family because of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-171304559037691107?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/171304559037691107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=171304559037691107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/171304559037691107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/171304559037691107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1978993207167726614</id><published>2008-08-09T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:23:31.037-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>The pictures that correspond with "some thoughts"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2njEyRQaI/AAAAAAAAALg/bywXHpf5wdw/s1600-h/IMG_2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2njEyRQaI/AAAAAAAAALg/bywXHpf5wdw/s320/IMG_2948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232522563096232354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2njmQUdSI/AAAAAAAAALo/l2djOa-faRM/s1600-h/IMG_2996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2njmQUdSI/AAAAAAAAALo/l2djOa-faRM/s320/IMG_2996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232522572080641314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2nj0KYfXI/AAAAAAAAALw/mMX4v5ppjGg/s1600-h/IMG_2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2nj0KYfXI/AAAAAAAAALw/mMX4v5ppjGg/s320/IMG_2859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232522575813836146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1978993207167726614?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1978993207167726614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1978993207167726614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1978993207167726614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1978993207167726614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-that-correspond-with-some.html' title='The pictures that correspond with &quot;some thoughts&quot;'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJ2njEyRQaI/AAAAAAAAALg/bywXHpf5wdw/s72-c/IMG_2948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4729483662615529715</id><published>2008-08-08T22:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:41:36.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz--_szzgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GDjLTXY5Wtk/s1600-h/IMG_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz--_szzgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GDjLTXY5Wtk/s320/IMG_2901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337225302396418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz-_BD7FTI/AAAAAAAAALA/LLFi7OEH-60/s1600-h/IMG_2907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz-_BD7FTI/AAAAAAAAALA/LLFi7OEH-60/s320/IMG_2907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337225667777842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz-_lw5_oI/AAAAAAAAALI/dbBwZRRVZWY/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz-_lw5_oI/AAAAAAAAALI/dbBwZRRVZWY/s320/IMG_2903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337235520126594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz_AJU_heI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8dIKacN-9rg/s1600-h/IMG_2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz_AJU_heI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8dIKacN-9rg/s320/IMG_2932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337245066724834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz_AkpMnxI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZBEAunCGmoU/s1600-h/IMG_2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz_AkpMnxI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZBEAunCGmoU/s320/IMG_2990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337252399226642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics...be back soon with a vacation recap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4729483662615529715?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4729483662615529715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4729483662615529715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4729483662615529715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4729483662615529715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-from-beach.html' title='Back from the beach'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJz--_szzgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GDjLTXY5Wtk/s72-c/IMG_2901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2439014200307527686</id><published>2008-08-03T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:20.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>A pit stop for us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsK3ntl8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T-Bv8zanLMY/s1600-h/IMG_2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsK3ntl8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T-Bv8zanLMY/s320/IMG_2771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230486951222417346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsLOPoi6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/kfuvjY4a0Wg/s1600-h/IMG_2782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsLOPoi6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/kfuvjY4a0Wg/s320/IMG_2782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230486957295438754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsL0KwY3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ttxgNC7CpMI/s1600-h/IMG_2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsL0KwY3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ttxgNC7CpMI/s320/IMG_2792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230486967475528562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsMHXPbmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/D5VkXKw0XqE/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsMHXPbmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/D5VkXKw0XqE/s320/IMG_2800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230486972628168290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsMkSgoEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1CadlZKG4cQ/s1600-h/IMG_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsMkSgoEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1CadlZKG4cQ/s320/IMG_2810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230486980392951874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it home from NJ and NYC. We are on our way out for our 1 week beach vacation. Here are some shots from NJ and NYC. More on trips coming upon our return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2439014200307527686?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2439014200307527686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2439014200307527686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2439014200307527686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2439014200307527686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/08/pit-stop-for-us.html' title='A pit stop for us...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJZsK3ntl8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/T-Bv8zanLMY/s72-c/IMG_2771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6974102439714563179</id><published>2008-07-30T15:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:21.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC-hjv6KXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iCuGE7wnvm0/s1600-h/IMG_2642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC-hjv6KXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iCuGE7wnvm0/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228888651118291314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC-h2RKkKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QgD6vD_QhaE/s1600-h/IMG_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC-h2RKkKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QgD6vD_QhaE/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228888656089616546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9Gof-8pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hNGJ4pYY03g/s1600-h/IMG_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9Gof-8pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hNGJ4pYY03g/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228887089025577618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9ItoIwxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VUj4LnmLLAM/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9ItoIwxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VUj4LnmLLAM/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228887124761690898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9JMGYBDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_q077DCGGPY/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9JMGYBDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_q077DCGGPY/s320/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228887132941583410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9JTcCeyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gDvp2ASAU6o/s1600-h/IMG_2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9JTcCeyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gDvp2ASAU6o/s320/IMG_2628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228887134911494946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9J1awTlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BVVEWDiGWNY/s1600-h/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC9J1awTlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BVVEWDiGWNY/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228887144032915026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more pics of our summer fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6974102439714563179?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6974102439714563179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6974102439714563179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6974102439714563179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6974102439714563179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun-pictures.html' title='Summer Fun Pictures'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SJC-hjv6KXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iCuGE7wnvm0/s72-c/IMG_2642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-767396248521376040</id><published>2008-07-30T15:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:04:03.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>And we are off...</title><content type='html'>Our 10 day vacation starts tomorrow. We leave for NJ (1 day visit in NYC) tomorrow morning. We come back home on Sunday, and then we take off for week vacation at the beach. I pray that no gets the sickies on this trip and that ALL flows smoothly. Our Disney vacation ended great, but started off real bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-767396248521376040?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/767396248521376040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=767396248521376040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/767396248521376040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/767396248521376040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-we-are-off.html' title='And we are off...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1416010702836540395</id><published>2008-07-24T15:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:01:58.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Big Read Take 2 (finally updated)</title><content type='html'>Ok, so that whole Big Read post got me thinking I need to read more. I am going to take a picture of the stack of books on my night stand now. I am determined finish at least 2 before I go back to work in 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;Eat, Love, Pray (more 1/2 way through)&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic takes Manhattan by: Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;Operation Pedro Pan by: Ivonne Conde (something I want to assign my students for Hispanic Heritage Month)&lt;br /&gt;Raising a Spirited Child (self help book that I read excerpts from)&lt;br /&gt;The Lightning Thief by: Rick Riordan&lt;br /&gt;Slave to Fashion by: Rebecca Campbell&lt;br /&gt;Angels by: Mariah Keyes&lt;br /&gt;The Writer's Quotation book by: Charlton (used as a reference to inspire my student to write more)&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom for Women by: Fitzpatrick (Inspirational for me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1416010702836540395?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1416010702836540395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1416010702836540395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1416010702836540395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1416010702836540395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-read-take-2.html' title='The Big Read Take 2 (finally updated)'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-628517377919445390</id><published>2008-07-24T14:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:59:40.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guestbook'/><title type='text'>Is everyone missing it???</title><content type='html'>I placed a map for everyone to sign in when they visit and I feel so pathetic...no one has signed. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-628517377919445390?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/628517377919445390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=628517377919445390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/628517377919445390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/628517377919445390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-everyone-missing-it.html' title='Is everyone missing it???'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6081545991717534364</id><published>2008-07-20T17:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:22.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My camera is back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqsaQ6KnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xezwABf4ZEg/s1600-h/IMG_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqsaQ6KnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xezwABf4ZEg/s320/IMG_2497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207672621116018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqtOMzTYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tBMT2lTYUWg/s1600-h/IMG_2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqtOMzTYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tBMT2lTYUWg/s320/IMG_2490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207686562532738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqtk89N5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/rGKSYDi2sOM/s1600-h/IMG_2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqtk89N5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/rGKSYDi2sOM/s320/IMG_2502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207692670089106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOquPkWHDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OOaXEQAMtYk/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOquPkWHDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OOaXEQAMtYk/s320/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207704109587506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqulVrhFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hc28ItV-FA8/s1600-h/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqulVrhFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hc28ItV-FA8/s320/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207709953655890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6081545991717534364?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6081545991717534364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6081545991717534364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6081545991717534364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6081545991717534364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-camera-is-back.html' title='My camera is back...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SIOqsaQ6KnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xezwABf4ZEg/s72-c/IMG_2497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4084927804174639922</id><published>2008-07-19T23:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:25:06.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>My Camera is back...</title><content type='html'>Yes it is. It arrived on Monday with no battery. I called Canon, ripped them a new one and received a new battery yesterday. Needless to say, I started snapping away immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I spent the day at the pool. We went to John's aunt's house. My kids love going there. Here are some non-blurry pics of our day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I am loving having my camera back???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4084927804174639922?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4084927804174639922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4084927804174639922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4084927804174639922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4084927804174639922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-camera-is-back_19.html' title='My Camera is back...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5865103467856693302</id><published>2008-07-18T22:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:58:18.120-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Big Read</title><content type='html'>I got this off of a fellow June 07 mom's blog. I also love to read and can never really find the time to just, do it and actually enjoy it. As I type this, I am reading 3 books simultaneously. Eat, Pray, Love - Elizabeth Gilbert, Raising your Spirited Child (don't ask), &amp; The Lightning Theif - Rick Riordan (my students' summer reading book). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad that I read most of these when I was in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to The Big Read, the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books on this list. How many have you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the list. Bold those you have read. Italicize those you intend to read. &lt;br /&gt;Underline the books you LOVE.(I can't figure out how to underline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte &lt;br /&gt;4. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;The Bible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;8. 1984 - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;9. His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;11. Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;br /&gt;12. Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;20. Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchel&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;26. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame &lt;br /&gt;31. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;32. David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;33. Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;34. Emma - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;35. Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;36. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;37. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;br /&gt;41. Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;45. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46. Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery &lt;br /&gt;47. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48. The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;51. Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52. Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;55. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57. A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;58. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;60. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63. The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;em&gt;The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;strong&gt;Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;strong&gt;Bridget Jones’ Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70. Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;71. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;strong&gt;Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;br /&gt;74. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75. Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;76. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78. Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80. Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;strong&gt;A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;em&gt;The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;strong&gt;Charlotte’s Web - EB White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;em&gt;The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;90. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;91. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92.The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;93. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94. Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;95. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;98. Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;99. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;strong&gt;Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5865103467856693302?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5865103467856693302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5865103467856693302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5865103467856693302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5865103467856693302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-read.html' title='The Big Read'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-1349174316698648461</id><published>2008-07-17T22:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:05:22.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What would someone envy about me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Envy Your Compassion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/compassion.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-1349174316698648461?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/1349174316698648461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=1349174316698648461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1349174316698648461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/1349174316698648461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-would-someone-envy-about-me.html' title='What would someone envy about me?'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-62492551399629749</id><published>2008-07-17T21:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:55:57.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Opportunities...</title><content type='html'>Lots of opportunities surfacing these days for me. After 15 resumes being sent out in January and April, I got called for an interview. Yup, I interviewed with another school. I was a nervous wreck. I felt like I was going to throw up. I am not good with change. I guess that is where Jr. gets his OCD from. Well, it wasn't even that bad. The principal was so humble, assertive and direct. I loved it. It was like looking at an older version of myself. She didn't sit still the entire time I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be asking yourself, "Why in the world are you looking for a new job?" Well, the first reason is that "technically" I start work at 7:30am, but I have that first period off intentionally. Jr. starts school at 8:30am. So, that would make it hard to be in 2 places at one time, right? Also, I currently work 15 miles away from my home. That's 30 miles a day not counting dropping off and picking up kids. Have you seen gas prices these days. While I may have an economic SUV (08 Honda Pilot), gas is through the roof these days. I am paying $75 to fill up with cheap BJs gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, she wants to hire me. Problem is that all the budget cuts that our district is enduring have surplassed (nice word for layoff) a lot of teachers. Since I work for a Charter school (public as far as rules followed, but privately funded), I would be considered a new hire. The district is not allowing new hires until &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; surplassed teachers(luckily on 17 are English teachers) are hired. Needless to say, the principal and I were extremely dissappointed. She is trying to work around and will let me know. Did I mention &lt;em&gt;the school is smack in the middle between my home(5 miles or less away) and the kids' school/caregiver??? Oh and that they start at 9am???&lt;/em&gt; I know it will be what God wants. In the end the change will be hard on me. I have a lot of clout at my school. I've been nominated for Teacher of Year two years in a row (been teaching 3) and I was asked to fill the Dept. Head position, but I declined. I'd be starting from scratch, but I'd do anything to be less stressed in the morning and be closer to my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading my blog and believe in the power of prayer. Ask your God to do what is right for me....oh and THANKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-62492551399629749?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/62492551399629749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=62492551399629749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/62492551399629749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/62492551399629749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/opportunities.html' title='Opportunities...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-3805668317490728798</id><published>2008-07-15T08:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:35:18.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyber Journal'/><title type='text'>Cyber Journal</title><content type='html'>July 4 - List some things you are confident about. This is a tough one as I tend to doubt myself a lot. I am a great at supporting people. I guess you can say I am confident about my writing abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 5 - Make a list of 10 things - material or not - that you want right now.&lt;br /&gt;Healthy Kids (I have this, but I want to keep it that way)&lt;br /&gt;A House&lt;br /&gt;A Flat-Screen &lt;br /&gt;World Peace&lt;br /&gt;Misc. Scrapbooking items&lt;br /&gt;A scraproom&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I can't list 10. My husband would be shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 6 - What are some new skills you would like to take the time to acquire?&lt;br /&gt;Professinal Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 7 - "I love the sound of..."&lt;br /&gt;my kids' laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8 - Write about a time you were the most nervous you've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;I get very nervous when I take tests. My heart starts to beat a mile a minute. I was in college and I needed to pass the Grammar test to graduate. It was my last attempt before graduation. I clicked "score my test" and I thought I was going to pass out right there. I had passed with an 87%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 9 - "I feel at peace when..." my to-do list is empty. That would mean hardly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10 - List 10 things someone did for you when you were ill. Last week my hubby:&lt;br /&gt;watched the kids&lt;br /&gt;let me sleep&lt;br /&gt;went to get me meds.&lt;br /&gt;went to get me food&lt;br /&gt;checked on me periodically&lt;br /&gt;hugged me&lt;br /&gt;kissed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 11 - What personality types drive you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who kiss-butt and people who gossip. IT drives me bonkers! Let's not forget the know-it-alls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12 - Under what circumstances do you normally do your best thinking? This is hysterical. In the car driving on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13 -  What was the first thing on your mind when you woke up this morning? I forgot to run the dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14 - How do you replenish or recharge yourself after an emotionally draining situation? I pick myself up and do something with my kids. They remind me of why I need to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15 - Begin your journal today "Today I am happy with..." the fact that I have as close to perfect a life a person could ask for. My husband and I are healthy, our kids are healthy, we both have jobs, are parents are healthy. We can afford all of our bills even though at times we feel overwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-3805668317490728798?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/3805668317490728798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=3805668317490728798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3805668317490728798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/3805668317490728798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/cyber-journal-be-back-to-answer-these_15.html' title='Cyber Journal'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-6217629897356105881</id><published>2008-07-13T14:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:15:44.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>And he's off...</title><content type='html'>John, my husband, that is. He left for camp today. So sad for all of us. He held me so tight this morning and actually admitted to the fact that he was going to miss me. John is not a man of expressing emotions. So when he does, embrace it, take it, insert into "permanent" memory bank. &lt;br /&gt;As my mother-in-law said yesterday, "a walk in the park for me?." That it will be since I am not working and a week is nothing considering how long he is gone during the season. Honestly, the toughest part for me is getting the kids out the door, to their perspective places, and myself to work at a decent time. I am never on time since I should be there at 7am and I have that first period off to give me enough time to drop every one off. I am there by 7:45am. That will all change this year with Jr. starting kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my hubby being away. He thinks I enjoy him being away because the house is cleaned up and my time is only divided amongst the kids. So, not true! I would deal with his messes if I could have him home every night. &lt;br /&gt;I knew when I signed on that dotted line the way it was going to be. So, I will enjoy the two months I have left before basketball season starts again and then deal with him being away, always reminding him how much I miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-6217629897356105881?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/6217629897356105881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=6217629897356105881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6217629897356105881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/6217629897356105881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-hes-off.html' title='And he&apos;s off...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-4056431463488288776</id><published>2008-07-12T08:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:22.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Growing so fast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPMt3YkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WuBbes8AA6E/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPMt3YkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WuBbes8AA6E/s320/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222114244559331906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPfa7qdI/AAAAAAAAAII/IAnVtMnPUPY/s1600-h/IMG_1987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPfa7qdI/AAAAAAAAAII/IAnVtMnPUPY/s320/IMG_1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222114249580194258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPbhlozI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/D3K2nZnI_rM/s1600-h/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPbhlozI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/D3K2nZnI_rM/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222114248534369074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPv1R1TI/AAAAAAAAAIY/J5bzh98vZEQ/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPv1R1TI/AAAAAAAAAIY/J5bzh98vZEQ/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222114253985666354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are growing so fast. It's funny because I don't want anymore children. I feel complete with my two. I want to give them everything they deserve and the way the economy is going with more than two that won't happen. At times I can't help and get a bittersweet feeling as I watch them grow so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at swimming yesterday (Friday is family day) and I was amazed at how far both of them have come. Jr. dives in the pool and swims from mid-pool to the end on one breath. Miss Gianna swims between John and I and even turns to float on her own. She graduates next week. She learned in 5 weeks. It took Jr. 8 weeks last year to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have NEW pictures to post (these are somewhat old), but you get the idea as you see them in the water working hard to stay afloat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-4056431463488288776?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/4056431463488288776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=4056431463488288776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4056431463488288776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/4056431463488288776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/growing-so-fast.html' title='Growing so fast...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHitPMt3YkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WuBbes8AA6E/s72-c/IMG_1975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-5454297828758811206</id><published>2008-07-10T22:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:23.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>My getaways...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKDVfs6SI/AAAAAAAAAHo/USAtUnc_tEU/s1600-h/IMG_2386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKDVfs6SI/AAAAAAAAAHo/USAtUnc_tEU/s320/IMG_2386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221582976641198370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKDwPxm6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/HdPNjbtp8SQ/s1600-h/IMG_2387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKDwPxm6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/HdPNjbtp8SQ/s320/IMG_2387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221582983822154658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKEXaM1CI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1s5fe8EEqp0/s1600-h/IMG_2388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKEXaM1CI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1s5fe8EEqp0/s320/IMG_2388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221582994334864418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find a lot of solace in my hobby, scrapbooking. I don't get to do it as often as I would love, but I get to do it enough to make me happy these days. I did this Layout last week after a 2 week hiatus (vacation got in the way) from scrapping. I love it. It reminds me of why I scrap. I enjoy reliving the moments in the pictures. It all goes back to my love for my digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping John is feeling better tomorrow (seems he may now have the bug I had) because some girlfriends are getting together tomorrow for an 8 crop. I was so looking forward to going. I wouldn't leave him though if he felt bad. He is too good to me and doesn't deserve that. He's made God knows how many trips to Walgreens to help me feel better the last 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics of my latest work. I love it, but then again, I am completely biased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-5454297828758811206?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/5454297828758811206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=5454297828758811206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5454297828758811206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/5454297828758811206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-getaways.html' title='My getaways...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79Q8nDAw1EU/SHbKDVfs6SI/AAAAAAAAAHo/USAtUnc_tEU/s72-c/IMG_2386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2860010066114508228</id><published>2008-07-08T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:55:17.233-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickies'/><title type='text'>Oh what a DAY!?!</title><content type='html'>Geez, talk about a rough one. If I had a my camera handy I'd take a pic and post just how bad I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started last night. ALL being the nasty stomach cramps I had. Luckily it started at the kids' bedtimes, so not all was lost. Just some alone time with John. It was so bad that I fell asleep in my clothes and didn't brush my teeth (bad girl!). I woke up this morning to the same pain! It was awful. Let's add insult to injury, I had/have a workshop. John helped me by feeding Gianna and I mustered up enough courage to get out of bed and moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't eat breakfast. My body was not having any of the toast I made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the workshop only to be greeted with the stomach pangs and a now a headache too. Will you believe that I rode it out until 2pm??? I had a plain bagel, sprite and 5 tsp. of a chicken soup. A co-worker got me some Tylenol that didn't even tickle the headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home stripped down and jumped in bed. John gave me some Milk of Magnesia and Advil. Things got a little better, but my pounding head is still lingering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if this is my version of Jr.'s stomach virus from Saturday???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-2860010066114508228?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/2860010066114508228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=2860010066114508228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2860010066114508228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/2860010066114508228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-what-day.html' title='Oh what a DAY!?!'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-7258749532657664222</id><published>2008-07-07T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:13:42.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I can't live without...</title><content type='html'>You may ask, where does this stem from. Well, our camera has been on the fritz for over a month now and I've been prolonging sending it to Canon in hopes that I had maybe screwed up a setting. Well, it seems it has an issue and it needs to be fixed. I feel naked with out my camera. Is that totally weird. It is the one gadget that I feel I need. I guess that is why friends and family call me the picture freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-7258749532657664222?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/7258749532657664222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=7258749532657664222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7258749532657664222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/7258749532657664222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-cant-live-without.html' title='Things I can&apos;t live without...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985924120260073590.post-2697889232149247648</id><published>2008-07-04T10:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:41:49.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Kingdom Slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; 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We have once again survived Disney World! The trip started off extremely rocky to say the least. We didn't leave at John's "desired" time and Gianna spiked a fever of 104 on the ride up. It was nuts! We ended up at a hospital in Celebration at 7pm Friday night. Various tests and hours later, she was diagnosed with a UTI. We got some antibiotics and all was better with her. Thank the Lord! The next morning we trekked off to Disney's Hollywood Studios to make sure Jr. wouldn't miss the Star Wars Weekend spectacular. We also wanted him to do the Jedi training and fight Darth Vader. The idea presented to him in theory was GREAT, but not when he actually saw Darth Vader. He flipped and ran off after we had been standing the HOT sun for hours waiting for him to get chosen. We LEFT! We were angry, bitter and extremely dissappointed. We got over it and realized, "hey, the kid is only 4!" Plus, Darth Vader was like 6'5. I would've run scared too. That was Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, John had to work some games so we just really hung out. We hit an outlet mall before John's game and the wonderful GPS system got me to Target for a necessity and back to our hotel room. Gianna napped, Jr. watched the Bee Movie and I had a nice shower. Before I knew it the time flew and it was time to go and get John. We got caught in a heck of a storm leaving the Rec Center. It was freaking hailing. Talk about NUTS!!!! We went back to the outlet mall to buy the things we didn't have time to buy when we had gone earlier. John got the entire family Adidas stuff. I got the kids a bunch of stuff at Gymboree and then I was pleasantly surprised by John with a Coach Bag I had been fantazing about for a week now. It's considered a VERY EARLY anniversary gift. MY bag is GORGEOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was what I call redemption day. The trip started to be salvaged on Sunday with the excellent behavior and cooperation from the kids, but Monday is the day we redeemed ourselves with Jr. We went to what he calls the "right" Disney world. (No Darth Vader). He had an absolute BLAST!! It was so cute watching him chase characters for a picture. It was AWESOME. Gianna was such a trooper as well. She didn't complain the entire time. It was HOT out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting some slideshows of both events. Be on the lookout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6985924120260073590-545831644148175916?l=dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/feeds/545831644148175916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985924120260073590&amp;postID=545831644148175916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/545831644148175916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985924120260073590/posts/default/545831644148175916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramaqueenmommy2johnandgianna.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-disney.html' title='Back from Disney...'/><author><name>Flower</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLJ61weLPw4/TsbEQO92PwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/x2n0pmeoFXM/s220/Flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
